<span style="font-style: italic">â€œMy Queen, the forks were set as decorations.â€  </span>The man was soon to be Arabella's husband gave a smile to her. It was rather amusing how fast the man moved to recover from the shock. Though honestly it wasn't his fault entirely , nobody told him he was getting a vampiress for a bride. Oh dear, she sort of felt bad for that. The strings were pulled but normally her family would forewarn the other family. Somehow , some sort of communication must of went wrong. He quickly took all the other dinning equipment away from her.â€œAllow me to help you get comfortableâ€ His hands had already pulled out a chair for her, then came over to her leading her towards the chair, at last when she was seated he carefully pushed the chair in, being mindful of her kimono.<br/><br/>The only problem here was that she was a vampire, and vampires were a slightly different with custom. They typically didn't mind such things as normal human items being placed on the table, but she was young still , and didn't have time to learn human ediqute sadly.  Though dizzying scent of his blood over powered the room, however, she hadn't actually been feed for longer than usual. She was still able to keep herself together. " I'm sorry that you did all that , i was just curious as to what they are used for, I have not been taught such simple things in human ediqute." The apology was true her curiosity was deep, and she was determined to figure out how to act human that way his people didn't think her as a monster.<br/><br/>Her eyes watched as he carefully waved his palm towards his face the sweet scent was almost impossible to ignore, and her eyes flashed into a deep dark red, only to flash right back to their charcoal black. Obviously he knew more about her kind, than she did his. All the while his hands were removing the dishes on the table which confused for the fact that there was nothing the man had to prove to her. He had blood, and thus she could live with him. That was really all she needed.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">" I have made plans for a finer meal to be presented to you Mâ€™Lady.â€ </span>Her soon to be husband spoke his voice smooth and low with a kind honest smile. She knew this must have come as a huge surprise, and all she wanted was for the man to relax. However her eyes couldn't help but flutter from a deep red back to charcoal like color. It was almost as if her need to feed was taking over, but she bit it down. This had to be successful. Only because she wanted to teach her family that vampires didn't have to be ruthless, and mean to have their way.<br/><br/>Her eyes watched carefully as once the table was cleared the man took her wine class, his fist being clenched , cut his wrist. Allowing sweet scented blood to drip down to the floor. Her eyes turned a deep red for the final time and without hesitating her lips took the wrist , carefully allowing her tongue to lick the wound before her sharp teeth came out and began to suck on his wrist, taking the dark liquid but making sure that she wasn't taking too much.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">â€œThey had blood ready for you, however I do not believe in drinking â€˜cold bloodâ€™ myself. I hope you will not mind having blood that is straight?â€ </span>His words were nice and she stopped taking in his blood to allow some of it to drip into the wine glass , then he set it on the table, and she sat herself back down trying hard not to seem like the very beast she is.<br/><br/>" Oh no straight blood is fine, Just i wouldn't suggest , offering it too me too many times, for the more we drink from straight blood the less human we act, or seem." Her voice was like chimes , and it probably could break glass figuratively speaking, however she allowed her tongue to lapse the extra blood falling down her lips. She watched again as he went and sat in his own seat.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">â€œI hope your trip here wasnâ€™t to bad. Also, if there is anything here you do not like feel free to change it. â€œ </span>A small laugh escaped her lips. The very thought of changing this man's home bothered her. She honestly liked the way things are, and no need to treat her too special.<br/><br/>" I do wish though that you try and get that wound patched up, too much blood loss, can be a very bad thing for you my dear, as far as changing things i do not wish to change anything except the way , slaves , or servants are these days. I am not a fan of servants or slaves , i believe that they should be friends to us , and we should treat them as such, that we are giving them a job, but that is it, they can live like a normal person , and not have to answer to our every demand." Her words came out with kindness. She did have a fondness for friends, and helpers. That could also be the reason her father basically arranged for the two kingdoms to merge. Most likely because the time of peace would need to start, but only with a war of retaliation from those that don't like her ideals.<br/><br/>" I am sorry i am rattling on, my adventure here was rather typical and long to say the least." A smile crossed her lips as she drank from the first wine glass.