The guard lead them down three floors worth of stairs down a long hall and through a doubled red oak door. Inside was a beautiful thrown room. along the walls stood obidient and straight faced guards in each cornor stood a maid at th ready of any comand on on either side stood loyal and well mannered butlers to the Lord.<br/><br/>Stiyan looked up from his book smiling, his teeth white and pure with fearfully large dashing fangs. His silver eyes looking to his company with warmth and welcome as they reflected the flickering and dancing of the floating over head candles. His body was draped in chains holding inall his power and strength. The white dress shirt he sported exposed his well formed muscles from pecks to abbs all apearing stone hard and firey hot. (as in body heat lol). Long flowing black hair draping over either shoulder in a waterfall of shine. He waved his hand for them to stand, the chains softly clinking giving his voice even more appeal, "You have no need to bow in my castle. You are both my welcomed and prized quests. I wish nothing more then to make you feel at peace and at home." the words slid solidly over his lips in a deep soft smooth tone. He stood easily seven feet from head to two behind me rested powerful pure white wings each arching about six feet high. He was the definition or royal. "I hope all has been to you enjoyment. Please allow me. I am Lord Stiyan C'el St. Sandestia, and it is a pleasure to have you here."