Chapter 47 Fae

• After dressing and making myself presentable, I walk into the dining room. All eyes turn to me. I look down to avoid their gaze, feeling self-conscious as I take a seat next to Misty.
• “Hello, Kayla, I am Michael. It is nice to finally meet you,” he says in a deep, gravelly voice. “I understand you have been through a rather rough ordeal lately. However, despite this, I expect that while you are a guest in this world, and in my house, you are prompt for mealtimes. Breakfast is served at eight am, and so forth.” I look up into familiar baby blue eyes. His deep brown hair, which is almost black, hangs over his forehead. He’s in need of a haircut. He wears a long white cloak with a gold braid down the seams. He looks at me as if I am a nuisance taking up his time.
• A bowl of vegetable soup and a piece of bread is placed before me. Taking the lead from Misty, I take small sips of soup.