Lia approached her chair and took the seat a bit awkwardly as it was the same height as everyone else’s, as it was the ideal height for humans but somewhat lower for her than she would have liked. With some issue, she tucked her feet between the chair’s legs and under her seat, a tight fit but it worked. Soon enough they were all seated, and she found herself in an even stranger image of being completely alienated in appearance at the table, especially right in between Valentina the buccaneer queen, who had for some reason felt the need to cover herself almost completely, and was looking awfully pale, and Wesley the bandit king.
‘‘Why am i sat between them? They would be perfect for each other…’’ Lia sighed as she thought with a shy devious smile.