Drai and Max sat comfortably with bulging bellies on the luxurious chairs. On the table before them, all the refreshments had been swept clean. Drai wasn't usually keen on sweets, but since his sweet tooth had been mostly neglected for weeks, his appetite for the now-demolished cakes and pastries was rather insatiable. And Although Max had gone without such treats for much longer, he held back and ate roughly the same amount as Drai.
At that moment, approaching footsteps echoed across the sitting room. Shortly after, four elderly figures entered, followed by the butler from earlier, Walter, who had hurriedly left to fetch the lords and ladies of the estate after he was woken up by Max from his sudden collapse. His complexion seemed to have improved greatly, as he looked much brighter now.
The four elders, two men and two women, stopped a few meters away from the chairs. They silently stood there with varied and mixed expressions—their gazes fixed on Max, who was just getting up.
