“Master, please tell me you didn’t go out wearing that.” River turned to his long time Servant. “What’s the problem? What’s wrong with my attire?”
Shadow walked closer and in a compliant voice grumbled, “Master, no offense; however, your appearance is similar to that of an 18th century gothic night creature. I hope you didn’t scare her with this costume.” Shadow reached out and tugged on the shirt ruffles.
Shadow thought to himself, I should have stayed and made sure Master was dressed properly before heading to the harbor to pick up supplies for the party. After all it’s been centuries since my Master has dressed himself. For that matter it’s been a few centuries since he has socialized in the human world. Shadow closed his eyes and silently
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He turned this way and that, considering his clothes, and smiled, thinking that he was rather handsome. He turned to Shadow. “Costume… I’ll have you know back in the day I was a ladies man. This costume as you put it was all the rage. Of course, our shirts had been white not black. I watched those silly human movies you gave me last week and I noticed the respectable guys wear black. I decided to have a seamstress fashion clothes using black textile.” Even though he watched the movies Shadow had given him, he could not bring himself to wear the ridiculous garb of the modern man, hence his antique style done in …show more content…
“’House special.’ And he had the nerve to point at the cup on the table, peered up at me and waved his hand as if he were dismissing me like a servant.”
Rae laughed and huffed, “No he didn’t, wearing that costume doesn’t establish him as the master!” Both girls cracked up laughing. Will glanced at Rae and winked. “You serve him his ‘house special.’” Will imitated him again, and they both laughed. Will watched her in case Rae’s temper flared, and she must step in to help.
Rae walked over to the man in the corner and as she neared she noticed his eyes. An amazing deep blue, she had never encountered eyes such as his. He was gorgeous, and she felt her heart skip a beat the minute they made eye contact.
The man’s hair was midnight black and long, pulled back in a leather tie. From his seat he appeared enormous she wondered how tall he would be when he stood. Rae placed his coffee on the table and stammered. “House special, can I bring you anything else?” His comment back shocked her. “Sun Goddess.” Rae stared at him, puzzled by his comment and responded, “Excuse