Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20161227141359/@comment-25808351-20161227202854

"Of course, right this way my lady." Grettle gestures Cyndwella to follow and leads her down stairs into the dining area. Marcus sits in the chair at the head of the table, newspaper in one hand and cup of coffee in the other. His legs are crossed under the table as he sips at the piping hot drink. Eyes shift from the paper to Grettle and Cyndwella.

"Oi, there you are. You have good night sleep Cynd?" He asks while returning his attention back to the newspaper.