The wolves waited for everyone to clear out. Putting on the trunks they wore before the fight as to not cause any more of a stir with the vampires. Especially the curious ones that were taking their sweet time getting out of the outdoor arena. The Queen's guards were quick to guide them out and soon it was just the Wolves. Waiting for a single word of input from the Alpha. Sebastian was not even able to bring himself to look at either Valentine or his father. He had failed. He did not know he was that far behind Valentine. He did not know that all that time they were sparring the difference in strength was that far apart. He could still feel the strike at his throat. His Adams apple still aching to its core.<br/><br/>"That was quick,clean and effective, Valentine. You seem to have impressed the Queen and everyone in the LaCroix family seems to have taken to the event well. Learn from this loss,Sebastian. I won't tolerate one in the field." Martin was quick to turn his back on the two wolves. Leading them back in the direction of the dining hall. It was obvious that there would be no time for them to clean off the paint and get themselves dressed in more appropriate clothing than a pair of trunks and nothing more.<br/><br/>Martin entered the dining hall first. Finding that the LaCroix were already in conversation about what had happened during the night. Entering just after the Queen looked to have said something. This time the seats were not meddled with. Everyone on the LaCroix side was in fact part of the family and it would be the wolves on the opposite. Martin sat himself down only to hear the patter of the wolves as they approached with clean and slightly moist legs having washed their feet before they entered the estate grounds. Still bare and wearing the warpaint the two sat down. Valentine next to his father and Sebastian next to him. Valentine directly across Donovan with Sebastian facing Ellanore.<br/><br/>There was a moment where they acknowledged each other but that was quickly cut when Martin began to speak and they all began to dig into their dinner. "I hope the fight was a true display of the man I am leaving under your care,Queen Felicia. He has been trained without end for close to a century. He will not fail you." The wolves looked around the table almost wanting to drink in the opinion of everyone else by they would react to this comment. Sebastian hoping to have at least something aside from pity from the loss. There was a certain sting to the defeat that had yet to be washed off his body and seeing the woman he looked to impress have to watch him go down in combat against the man that took his position. It was a stab at his pride in one way or another.