The King, or so she assumed, began to speak and Magnolia’s full attention was devoted to him for some time. The chocolate-hued man spoke with thunder and regality, and the man’s voice sent unexpected chills down the girl’s spine. This was her new leader, and he seemed perfectly adequate at it. He commanded respect, and for all that Magnolia could see, he deserved it from every member of the feast. The family was silent as he spoke, and the power from his body seemed to make the whole area vibrate.
The Associate’s stomach began to grumble as the dark leader gave permission for everyone to eat. Magnolia had never experienced cooked meat before, and her eyes greedily searched for the closest animal to where she was sitting. Everything did look so enticing. After an intense moment watching the leaders to make sure they ate first, the Associate gingerly took a few morsels of meat off the table. The sweet, succulent juices tasted heavenly to the young woman. Magnolia smiled, and looked at the Family beside her. While she knew they wouldn’t want to be disturbed while they were eating, Magnolia knew thanks was in order. “Thank you,” Magnolia said quietly, feeling unworthy to be dining among the Family. She knew one day she would be accepted here, but that day seemed so very far off. She nodded to her superiors once again before taking more meat for himself.
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