Dominic returned to the house to find Pops flirting with Beth, while Mead sat at one of the counter height chairs, helping roll dough into balls for dinner buns.
"Expect eight Elders of the Duskblade Sect for dinner, on top of the other guests." He informed the cook, who seemed a bit relieved that Dominic hadn't invited half the sect.
He had already gotten her to serve a hundred litres of soup plus all of her premade bread loaves today, so being able to cut back a bit would be a relief.
Dominic smiled at the cook. "Don't let my unreasonable demands make you think that I don't appreciate all that you do for us. Having so much food ready when the guests arrived was wonderful.
The Duskblade Sect has been following a magical guiding spell since they left the western deserts of Axbridge, and a proper sit down meal made their whole week.
They will be staying in the courtyard for some time, while they build a new school and mage tower outside of town.
