40 The Vaziel Clan (2/2)

”Who's waiting in the room, child?” She asks the messenger.

”There from Clan Vaziel,” he says promptly.

She raises an eyebrow but raises her hand and waves the boy out of her way. Without wasting any time, she quickly makes her way to the meeting room.

Following quickly behind her are her two attendants.

Arriving in front of the waiting room, she easily pushes open the door and the rowdy laughter of people talking enters her ears.

Sitting in a chair is a man that quite large like her husband. He's got a wide smile on his face, and large pearly white teeth are peaking out of his mouth. Atop of his head are two tiger ears, that are orange and stripped. His hair is similar and comes down around his shoulders and down his back slightly giving the appearance of a mane. His tails flicking behind him.

He's dressed in a slightly disheveled kimono, that's got the print of a tiger on it. The tigers completely fleshed out in the golden thread, while the kimono itself is black. Tiger like feet peeks out from his kimono.

The smile on his face stretches wider when he sees Emberlynn.

”Garrik Vaziel,” Emberlynn says with a small smile.

”In the flesh! You haven't changed a bit, since the last time I saw you. I'm afraid I've gotten a little rounder,” he chuckles heartily. He stands up from the chair he's sitting in and raises a fist to his chest and gives it a thump.

This was a greeting that was commonly used by beastkin that is close to one another.

Emberlynn returned the gesture, stepping further into the room she takes a seat.

”Why didn't you tell me that you'd be visiting us? I would have planned a feast, I feel underprepared,” she laughs softly.

”It was an unexpected visit, I had business in your homeland, and I thought that I might as well come and visit an old friend,” he says smirking as he returned to his seat.

Her two attendants had closed the door and made their way inside.

”Well, an unexpected but well-welcomed visit!” She says.

”I feel bad that it's taken me so long to visit you, and Horace,” he says bashfully as he rubs the back of his head.

”Please don't be, you've got your business to take care of and your wife, not to mention all of your children. It's me and Horace, who should be ashamed that we haven't visited an old friend,” Emberlynn says waving her hand.

”You're too kind,” he laughs.

”Don't say that too loud, I can't allow the others to find out about that,” she chuckles.

”Father?” The soft voice of child sounds.

Walking around from the other side of the table is a little boy with the same orange hair and ears as Garrik. His orange hair is pulled up into a little ponytail. His little eyes are sharp and the color of hazel.

He's dressed in a simple kimono, that has the print of baby's tiger on it. He's dressed in a black pair of seta sandals, and his tails curled around his body. He was quite tall and a little round, but nonetheless a cute little boy.

”Introduce yourself son. This is one of your father's close friends!” Garrik says reaching a hand behind his son's back and pushing him forward.

Taking his father's words to heart he raises a small fist to his chest and thumps his chest.

”Hello, I'm Mime Vaziel, nine years old, the seventh son to Garrik Vaziel, and Lorna Vaziel,” he says without a pause to Emberlynn.

Garrik rubs his nose obviously pleased with his son.

”Your very handsome, Mime. Don't be like your moneygrubber father,” Emberlynn says with a wink towards the boy.

”Now Emberlynn, I'm not a moneygrubber, I think you're mistaken! Your husband is the one with a love for money,” Garrik says with a shake of his head.

”We'll you both should come and stay at my place. Horace will be excited to see you! And Mime you should meet my daughter she's seven, but I'm sure you'll get along with her,” Emberlynn says with a nod.

Mime eyes light up, and that makes Emberlynn laugh a little.

”We'll trouble you then,” Garrik says with a smile.