26 Who Wants Desert? (1/2)

Putting everything neatly to the side, we all sat down and started to dig into the feast that had been prepared for us. I'd taken a seat next to my Brother Clemente and Ambrose. Much to the dismay of Salem and Grail, who both looked rather upset by the development.

But there was nothing that they could do!

I didn't really care, I just wanted to dig into this food. It was all laid out neatly on the table and untouched and my nose was working overtime. All the scents of the food are flowing into my nose and overwhelming my senses.

This was a feast, to say the least.

Without wasting time, I quickly began to pile food after food onto my plate. No matter how strange or odd it looked, it smelled amazing.

Grabbing my fork, I shove a slice of meat into my mouth, and I felt my saliva glands working overtime as the delicious task of meat invades my mouth.

Squeezing my eyes shut, I left the tastes to wash over me.

Yummy!

Yummy!

I was so absorbed in the food, that I almost forgot that there were others around me. Peeling an eye open, I find that all my family has an amused look on their face, and I swallow the meat in my mouth, before giving an embarrassed smile.

”You're a little glutton aren't you, lil sis?” Clemente chuckles as he fills his own plate with food as well.

I blush and push another slice of meat into my mouth, chewing heartily on it.

”She just knows good food when she tastes it, she'd be a gourmet, not a glutton,” Ambrose says rolling his eyes, as he dips a spoon into a creamy reddish colored dish.

”You're just always picking a fight, aren't you Ambrose!” Clemente growls around the piece of meat in his mouth.

These two are like cats and dogs, they just couldn't get along with each other.

”Here, try this it's a Blood Egg,” Grail says as he holds out a plate for me. Resting on the plate are eggs that are no bigger than my thumb, but they're ruby red and have a slight glow to them.

Reaching out with my finger's I pluck one of the little eggs up and pop it into my mouth. Biting down it explodes with a spicy and strong flavor, like a well-aged wine that's been left to ferment.

It washes over all my taste buds giving them a run for their money.

I couldn't help it and push a hand into the side of my cheek, it was just too tasty.

The lingering taste after was that of a strong bloody taste, it was perfect for a Vampire. I give Grail a thumbs up, and he blushes and places the plate down closer to me.

”Boy's why don't you tell your sister about yourselves, rather than bicker like children,” Father says with a pointed look at all the boys.

Ambrose and Clemente give each other one last glare and then nod their heads as they turn their attention to me.

All of a sudden everyone was once again looking at me.

A hush had fallen on the table, that had been alight with the sound of bickering, I felt my stomach curl.

”I'll go first since Clemente got to give her his gift first,” Ambrose says with a tone that leaves no room to argue.

His beautiful golden eyes look down at me and I felt the clenched nerves in my stomach lessen. A smile rests on his lips and he clears his throat.

”Mother told me that you want to become an adventurer. My party the 'Dawn Twilight' is currently one of the top parties that pushing to clear the 45th floor. Your Brother's the party leader,” he boasts.

I felt my eyes widen.

”Really?! You're trying to clear the 46th floor!” I ask, jumping up slightly in my chair. I felt my blood boil, I'd forgotten that my father said that my brothers were strong adventurers.

A gleeful look appears on Ambrose's face as he straightens his back and puffs out his chest slightly.

”Of course, your Brother is a good respect tactician! I helped clear the 45th first,” he says with a prideful smile.

”That's amazing! Brother, what's your class?” I ask, looking at him with glowing eyes.

”Paladin! I decided to take the same class as father, as a tank I play a central role,” he says with a bright smile.

I was a little shocked that he was a tank. He wasn't that big, I always imagined that a tank would be as large as my father. It looks like it didn't matter if you had the class that must mean that you're a capable person.

”Wow! Does that mean that Big Sis Marigold in your party?”

”Mhm, your brother relentlessly pursued me, even though I had retired from dungeon exploration. He came storming into my cave and told me that he needed me, and refused to leave unless I joined his party,” she says covering her mouth as she laughs a little.

Ambrose's whole face started to turn red at her words.

He opens his mouth to defend himself, but she doesn't relent.

”I thought, that he was just being an insolent child, but never had anyone come and demand something of me. It took him a little over a month to convince me, during that time, he kept me company and I fell in love with him.

So, in the end, I joined his party, only with the condition that he would date me,” she says with a bright smile as she leans in closer to Ambrose.

I raise an eyebrow and give a silent round of applause to my Brother. He'd defiantly found himself more than he'd bargained for when he stormed into her cave.

”I was going to ask her out either way,” he finally sputters out as he adjusts his spectacles with his free hand.

”I'm sure, Brother,” I tell him with a solemn nod. His face falls at my response.

I had a feeling even though, she looked sweet and innocent she was defiantly taking charge of my Brother. Yes, without a doubt, she was in control.

”We all know Marigold's the one that popped the question, you were too dense to notice her feelings towards you,” Clemente says with a snort.