Attempting to be gentlemanly as possible, Edmund pulled out a chair for Juliet and took the seat next to her. Owen raised his gaze from his book and gave his brother a smug look. It was nice to see Edmund behaving. His return to his book was interrupted as Mortimer began his announcement; eventually noticing that the staff had all gathered, a trouble feeling came over him.<br/><br/>Dracula glanced at the table, smiling to see all of his sons there at once and neatly dressed. He took his wife's hand and led her to the table. Standing at the head of the table, he observed all of the guests, he recognised all but one; a girl who owned the only heartbeat in the room, which he decided to ignore. He diverted his gaze to his children, all of which seemed completely surprised by their appearance, this pleased him. "It's been too long boys, I'm glad to see your faces again," he said, his accent still thick even after the years spent in England. He sat down and tapped the wine glass before him as demand for a drink.<br/><br/>Astounded, Owen sat with his mouth slightly ajar as his parents entered the room. They had been away for many months and weren't expected back for at least six more. Edmund, on the other hand, rolled his eyes discreetly and rested his chin in his hands. He did not care for his parents returns, there was always a big fuss made but with little benefit.<br/>"It is a pleasure to see you both home safely," Owen responded, trying to hide his worry.