Silari let her lips twitch into a grin as he took in the tense atmosphere with surprise. “Good morning, ladies. Please come this way. We are to have breakfast and then a tour of some of the more interesting surrounding areas.” He gestured for them to follow him and turned on his heel to leave them behind. Snorting and keeping away from the Selna, who was glaring daggers at her, Silari joined Linorial the Oefric and kept close to Ydella the Azon. They were interested in Maksuan, but they were not aggressive enough to try to destroy a competitor. Breakfast was a quiet affair, Thira and Rashharna snuggled up next to their host once again, but he made an effort to speak to the other women at his table. Servants ebbed and flowed around them while they ate and the moment that the dishes were cleared, Maksuan got to his feet. “I have a skimmer waiting for us. Please, follow me.” She caught that it was the second time that he had said please to the women who were under obligation to make themselves more attractive to him.
