Sunday, March 13, 2011
Pandora was pleased with the table... it was the last meal with Stoney's family... they were returning to Paris and she wanted something special for them. She had dug out some beautiful old candelabra and Monty had shined them till the silver gleamed... she burned them for awhile in the afternoon so they would be ready to throw a proper glow on the evening's table, the table itself was covered in antique lace .The menu she had left to Patti and Monty; knowing they would make it special... it was, they planned, a prime rib of beef, roasted red potatos, fresh asparagus with hollandaise sauce and a cake layered with strawberries and whipped cream for dessert.
She knew the women of Stoney's family were very old school and would appreciate the elegance,and know that Stoney's world still retained some of the beauty of past times; Alise would love it too. Fresh flowers from her garden graced vases set along the two tables... and she felt good about the romantic flair it held.
The meal was to include any of the extended family who could make it; she knew Keon would escort the ladies back through the fae kingdom,so she expected his presence,and he seldom missed a chance to see Mera.
She had just received delivery of several oak highchairs... her wholesaler for the tavern had given her a great price... and she knew the babies would love the independence of playing with their own food on their trays. Three were set at the table, near their parents seats, and several reposed in the storeroom downstairs for when the girls were old enough to sit like their siblings. Each tray held a sippy cup with the child's name on it... a new challenge to occupy them tonight. Monty had several items of baby finger food ,as well as pureed items he thought they'd enjoy; a feast for all.
Ob was nearly done dressing by now she mused... and Chloe had surely woken from her nap... always ready to play when her daddy awoke. Pandora went up the stairs and gently opened the door to find Ob sitting in the middle of the bed with his daughter on his lap... she was holding her small rattle up while she caught pictures from Ob of the delicate creature that grew the antlers for her rattle. Pandora smiled at the picture of domestic bliss and wondered if Ob ever missed his freedom and the girls that chased him so wildly. The wave of love that hit her from the two seated left her breathless; and she felt Ob's caress and the wink that told her she was all he thought about.....
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