"Esteemed guests." A steward bowed low. Though he, too, was male, he knew better than to ogle the women of the Petals of the Seeing Thorn. They smiled on the surface, but most of them carried true thorns in their hearts. "Please, this way. Is there any entertainment center you'd like to go to in particular today?"
The steward stood as he spoke, smiling respectfully. Although he was a D-tier, he didn't show the slightest bit of neglect to the F-tiers before him.
This branch's Petals of the Seeing Thorn wasn't a place that just anyone could join. Lorien and the others were hangers-on of Cassarae; and as the one official member, it showed.
The Petals of the Seeing Thorn only accepted the highest quality of women. After all, who else would the best geniuses accept as lifelong mates if not women of such a caliber?
