Chapter 348 - Gryffindor (1/2)

Protector's sword?

Feeling confused Chris opened her mouth to answer Sylvia but a cold hand touched Chris's left hand under the table and she flinched. She looked at Oziyat surprised and he gave her a warning look before turning to Sylvia.

”Sylvia, let's not overwhelm our guest.”

”But I was --” Sylvia pouted.

”I would also like to know how she summoned the sword,” barked Volker suddenly.

Chris almost winced at his harsh angry tone but quickly composed herself.

”Well, I am --” Chris began calmly but again she was interrupted.

”Volker, this is an honor feast,” Queen Vasilisa said looking irritated. Her voice had a dangerous edge. ”I would prefer if we keep our queries to our guest for later.”

At once the table fell silent.

”No need to keep quiet. I think we can talk while avoiding debatable topics,” Vasilisa told the table then turned to Chris with a smile. ”I hope you understand, Lady Christina. It's been a while since we have had an honor feast with all of the Royal Family, I don't want to ruin it with the ancient topics.”

”Oh, of course, we can talk later,” Chris said with clear disappointment. But she understood enough not to push the Queen even though she had a lot of questions herself.

”Apologies, your Majesty,” Sylvia said timidly and Vasilisa gave her nod.

And they started eating. At first, the table looked pretty quiet but then gradually people started to talk. Sylvia talked to almost everyone. Chris answered her questions about the wizarding world very shortly and concentrated on eating. At some point she realized something.

”Hey, Oziyat?”

”Yes?”

”You have meat here. Not only one kind but like four kinds of meat.”

”Yes, we do, why?” Oziyat looked confused.

”No, it's just . . . since I have been here, all your servants have brought me either fruits or dishes made with vegetables.”

”Really?” Oziyat frowned. ”But that would be insulting because --”

His eyes narrowed as he looked at Volker who was still drinking.

”I am sorry, Christina,” Oziyat looked back at Chris. ”Because we vampires drink blood, it is our tradition to offer our guests meat as respect but if we don't like them or want to insult them we give them fruits and vegetables.”

”Oh! So . . . I get it.” Chris found the tradition very ridiculous and gave a ghost of a smile.Find authorized novels in , faster updates, better experience, Please click /book/harry-potter-and-the-fortunate-queen_13915522306315405/gryffindor_51021605052141396 for visiting.

”But don't worry, I am sure after today, nobody will dare to give you just fruits,” Oziyat gave a soft smile.

After half an hour the feast was coming to end and Chris couldn't eat anymore. They all got up from the table as Vasilisa excused herself and asked them to mingle if they want. As soon as she was gone a crowd started to form around Chris and Sylvia started to ask questions again with much enthusiasm. Suddenly a very drunk Volker whirled on her, red-faced, eyes blazing and pointing a fat finger at Chris.

”You! You witch! Tell me how you --”

Chris automatically drew her wand to stop Volker but before he could come close to her, Oziyat and Rosaline swiftly stepped in his way.

”Brother, it is really not your business,” Oziyat said quietly but his face showed pure anger and disgust.

”It is! It is my business whom we chose to trust,” Volker growled baring his fangs. ”I am the future ki--”

”Behave yourself, Volker!” Rosaline said coldly.

Volker stopped in front of Rosaline. He looked a little bit nervous.

”S-sister, I just --”

”Leaving,” Rosaline completed. ”You were just leaving. You have already embarrassed yourself enough. Go.”

”But --” Volker struggled to talk.