It was a pity Tress couldn't be at the dinner. Rath would have liked to see him all dressed up in his finery. On the other hand, being that close, but unable to touch or even act like they knew each other
He took another swallow of wine, as warmed by the memories it dredged up as by the wine itself. Taking a few more sips, he went to join the others and chat while they waited for dinner.
Jessa showed up just as the closing bells finished tolling, trying very hard to look and act like he was already a noble. Unfortunately, he did it well. He wore clothes as fine as Montague's, rich greens and blues trimmed in gold, his hair braided and twisted into elegant knots that Rath would never be able to duplicate.
Montague motioned to the servant with the wine tray. "Good evening, Master Jessa. Good of you to join us. Now that all of you are here, I will inform Their Majesties and then call you to dinner shortly."