The Swat's large family home lay adjacent to the great park that the upper and middle-class households enjoyed. The Swats were not a prominent noble family, and they did not have much money. Because of this, their home appeared modest in comparison to some of the other, more luxurious homes in the area. The only reason they could live where they did, was because they had been one of the first families to settle in Marseille.
The head of the household, Xuanwu, had never been a good businessman. He tended to be too risky. This led him to be the head of their house in name only. All of the business affairs shifted onto the eldest child, Royce, who laid the foundation for many of the businesses that were still around. Much to everyone's dismay, Royce died in a shipwreck hundreds of years ago and Tai Shan took over the supervision of the family's businesses.
Tai Shan was a conservative businessman. Under his care, the family's shipping company grew slowly but steadily. Xuanwu respected his son and trusted in any decision that he made. This blind faith extended to Tai Shan's request of accepting Macha into their family.
Standing in front of Xuanwu, Macha smiled nervously. The man had an air of nobility surrounding him, similar to Hrod. He possessed a high hawk-like nose, grey eyes, and black hair. His very presence commanded attention. "Hello, it's nice to meet you. I hope it isn't an inconvenience to you..." she started.
The woman ended up being much smaller in person than he imagined. He easily recognized her from the tournament. Back then she sat beside the King and at Jarnvid's trial, she sat next to Lord Valois.
At first, the peculiar looking woman's presence left him at a loss for words. After she began talking, he realized he had been rude. "I'm sorry, I was just caught up in the moment. Come, you are our only daughter now. Don't be nervous, we're family. Call me father."
Macha's heart beat against her chest. "F-father, I," speaking the familial words made her full of emotion. "I'm thankful for your acceptance. I will try to be a good daughter."
Xuanwu hugged her and led her to the dining room. "Just be you. We're all imperfect from time to time. Tai Shan knows that I have many faults," his confession made him chuckle. He would be the first to admit that he was not perfect. "What is important is as a family, we make up for each other's weaknesses. Come, sit next to your brother. This will be your seat from now on."
Dinner did not feel awkward at all. They all got to know each other and conversation flowed freely. Xuanwu asked many questions about Macha's past. The fact that she came from another world that was not the demon realm fascinated him.
As the night progressed, the elder Swat excused himself, he wanted to get something upstairs. While he was gone, Macha asked Tai Shan, "What did father mean by me being the only daughter
The Swat's large family home lay adjacent to the great park that the upper and middle-class households enjoyed. The Swats were not a prominent noble family, and they did not have much money. Because of this, their home appeared modest in comparison to some of the other, more luxurious homes in the area. The only reason they could live where they did, was because they had been one of the first families to settle in Marseille.
The head of the household, Xuanwu, had never been a good businessman. He tended to be too risky. This led him to be the head of their house in name only. All of the business affairs shifted onto the eldest child, Royce, who laid the foundation for many of the businesses that were still around. Much to everyone's dismay, Royce died in a shipwreck hundreds of years ago and Tai Shan took over the supervision of the family's businesses.
Tai Shan was a conservative businessman. Under his care, the family's shipping company grew slowly but steadily. Xuanwu respected his son and trusted in any decision that he made. This blind faith extended to Tai Shan's request of accepting Macha into their family.
Standing in front of Xuanwu, Macha smiled nervously. The man had an air of nobility surrounding him, similar to Hrod. He possessed a high hawk-like nose, grey eyes, and black hair. His very presence commanded attention. "Hello, it's nice to meet you. I hope it isn't an inconvenience to you..." she started.
The woman ended up being much smaller in person than he imagined. He easily recognized her from the tournament. Back then she sat beside the King and at Jarnvid's trial, she sat next to Lord Valois.
At first, the peculiar looking woman's presence left him at a loss for words. After she began talking, he realized he had been rude. "I'm sorry, I was just caught up in the moment. Come, you are our only daughter now. Don't be nervous, we're family. Call me father."
Macha's heart beat against her chest. "F-father, I," speaking the familial words made her full of emotion. "I'm thankful for your acceptance. I will try to be a good daughter."
Xuanwu hugged her and led her to the dining room. "Just be you. We're all imperfect from time to time. Tai Shan knows that I have many faults," his confession made him chuckle. He would be the first to admit that he was not perfect. "What is important is as a family, we make up for each other's weaknesses. Come, sit next to your brother. This will be your seat from now on."
Dinner did not feel awkward at all. They all got to know each other and conversation flowed freely. Xuanwu asked many questions about Macha's past. The fact that she came from another world that was not the demon realm fascinated him.
As the night progressed, the elder Swat excused himself, he wanted to get something upstairs. While he was gone, Macha asked Tai Shan, "What did father mean by me being the only daughter
