<strong>Ivette</strong><br/><br/>The lonely deserted manor of yesterday was quite the opposite when she descended the stairs into the dining room below. "This is really too much!" A voice of protest called out. "I didn't want your lordship to want for anything." Came the familiar elf's reply.<br/><br/>At the head of a completely adorned dining table, a finely dressed human in his thirties was sampling a bit of duck and noodles. He was attractive enough not to be considered loathesome as her 'husband', raven haired and fair, sporting a small goatee. He went to work putting his gloves back on when the sorceress caught his eye.<br/><br/>"My, she's enchanting!" He said, dropping his food to his plate, "I'm starting to feel better about this whole thing already. Huh."<br/><br/>Sellowyn stepped infront of the man, "Lord Ewon, may I present to you Lady Ivette of the Aeune Skyfleet."<br/><br/>"M'lady," He continued, speaking to Ivette, "Your 'husband.'"