Authors Note:Hello my friends! This chapter has a lot of difficult names in it. To help all of us out, The first few letters of the name correspond to the color of the vest they are wearing, and will continue to wear for the rest of their presence in this story. As far as the actual names go, I started with a list of traditional Gaelic names, and then changed the first syllable as necessary. Good luck!
"Allow me to introduce you to the rest of the residents." Navormall said, and gestured toward the stairs back down to the main floor.
"That would be wonderful." Snow started toward the stairs. Only to stop halfway there as yet another young man with pointy ears came up the stairs. Unlike Navormall and Grenarin however, his hair and eyes were deep black. He was wearing a black vest.
"Again, Darion?" Navormal sounded disapproving, but unsurprised. He looked up guiltily. With pursed lips, Navormal turned to Snow and said, "This is Darion. Perhaps if you are lucky you will chance across him when he has not stayed up all the night, but it seems unlikely."
Darion looked somewhat abashed. Snow was unsure how to respond to that, so she settled for an attentive nod and ran through the names again. Darion in the dark vest. Grenarin in green. Navormal in navy.
Darion slipped past them, and once more they started down the stairs.
As she finally made it down the stairs, Snow realized that she had far more hosts than she had originally assumed. Not counting Navormall, who was still behind her, Darion who had gone up the stairs, and Grenarin who she had met in the hall, there were four more young men with pointed ears lounging about the kitchen. Interestingly, they too were all wearing different colored vests.
As she stood in the doorway taking this in, Navormal cleared his throat behind her. In a single moment, every one of them stood and turned to face her, including Grenarin who actually put down his book to do so.
"Please welcome our guest." Navormal announced, standing beside Snow and smiling blandly.
In response, they began to step forward and introduce themselves. The young man with gold eyes, red hair, and a crimson vest introduced himself as Redease. The startlingly similar men with the same brown hair but different eyes stated they were brothers, then introduced themselves, the blue eyed and vested one as Blidarmd and the brown eyed and vested one as Brolian. Lastly, the grey eyed and white vested fae by the door introduced himself as Whitaran.
Snow consciously memorized them all, feeling immeasurably grateful for all the practice she had gained learning names from court functions.
Now that all the introductions had been given, Navormal turned towards her with the same bland smile, and asked, "What is your name, guest?"