Intrigued, Thomas rose an eyebrow. "What kind of tea?" He asked with a smile. "I ask because of the specific pot you need, regular tea isn't that picky."
Marie-Ann entered the room with two small plate, a triangular piece of white cake on them. White frosting and cutted strawberries were decorating it. Annie was fallowing her mother, carying the nessessary for tea on a cart. "Thank you ladies, I'm glad to have you!" He said with joy, "stay around and call Edward, Mademoiselle Aluria would like to make tea for us. I can tell you, it's the best tea you'll ever drink!"
Annie went in the kitchen and called Edward.
A man came in. He had snow white skin and had deep blue eyes. His black hair was kept to his jaw lenght. Edward was around the mid thirties. "Edward, meet my guest Aluria. She will brew us some tea. Isn't it kind of her?" Asked Thomas to Edward.
"Indeed Sir." Answered Edward with a warm smile.