"You two, come sit here. I've reserved a table for you guys."
Madeline grasped Lariette's shoulders, pushing her from the back to one of the square tables. Ruediger refrained from knocking the back of his cousin's head for suddenly taking Lariette away.
The table stood next to the windows, allowing Lariette and Ruediger to see the yard. Several guests mingled outside, exchanging pleasant chatters despite not knowing each other.
Madeline remained standing by the table when Lariette and Ruediger had sat down. Raising her hands, she clapped once while calling, "Francis!"
A butler in a deep maroon vest appeared, pushing a cart with drinks on the racks. He gave Lariette and Ruediger a courteous bow.
"Good evening, Lord Ruediger and Lady Lariette. Would you care for a floral-infused or some enchanted berry wine? Or, how about a fancy apple-berry sparkling water?"
