Invitation To Give Pointers

The long dining table at the heart of Ross Castle was very well illuminated by the light of the lanterns hung on the wall, the scent of roasted meats, seasoned vegetables, and freshly baked bread filling the air. 

Maria Ross sat at the right hand side of the table, a smile on her face. She'd made it her mission tonight to gather her entire family for dinner. And somehow, she'd succeeded.

It had been quite easy to persuade her children to come down. All she needed was to smile and make them promise her. They were good kids.

The hardest had been Abram. He'd had some kind of report to go through from one of the ventures he'd started using the money Ren had won at the capital. With the money, things had gotten better and easier for them, and yet, her husband had somehow ended up with more work.