Benjamen Zhefarovich
Well-Known Member
- Messages
- 103
- Wand
- Yew/Ebony 14" Core of Basilisk Fang and Ash/Cypress 14 3/4" Core of Chimera scale and Veela hair
- Age
- 11/1995
It felt almost magical to have his two children, one was an adopted child, to be home for the holidays. Finishing the OWLs was a big step toward adulthood, and Benajmen Zhefarovich was quite proud. He wished he had been there for both of their infancy years and such, but that would involve knowing about Alaska, and finding Damon when he was younger, both of which he was not able to do since he was just ignorant of their existence. Benjamen had another motive right now. After he told both of them that he was proud of them, he let them run off to go play in their rooms. He had another motive in mind. He went into the kitchen after ordering all the servants to leave immediately. No, he needed to do this in silence, and everyone else was in the way. As he started to make a special dish, his mind wondered off to Damon Kyle. He was not as cheerful as he had been since he was first adopted. It seemed as though the Zhefarovich influence was finally getting to him. It also helped that he was a pure-blood, but perhaps finding out about his family really changed his mind. Damon had a big brother, and the big brother actually lived with Kalif. Benjamen should probably tell him that...
"Oh sh*t." Benjamen was so lost in his thoughts, that he burned the side vegetables. He quickly replaced them and started to cook them with a different amount of seasonings. He did not want to really make it too harsh. But lets face it, Benjamen knew literally nothing about American cuisine. That was where Viviana was from, from what he could gather. He was making a few sliders with a mix of steamed vegetables. Plenty of greens and different colors to add. This was American, was it not? He did not know since he had only been there once, in New Orleans. Benjamen shoved this out of his head, and he went to serve the food onto the table that was set beautifully. Candlelight, dim lights, special china. Women liked this crap, right? Benjamen had absolutely no idea. Benjamen got Volos to go and get Viviana to come down to the dining hall, where she would be served the top food by the best chef. Well, one of them. Axel actually cooked better meat than Benjamen could, but Benjamen could do sides and desserts. It was an odd combination. He ducked into the shadows, hoping to see her first reaction. Volos would not spoil it, saying who would prepare for it. Thankfully.
"Oh sh*t." Benjamen was so lost in his thoughts, that he burned the side vegetables. He quickly replaced them and started to cook them with a different amount of seasonings. He did not want to really make it too harsh. But lets face it, Benjamen knew literally nothing about American cuisine. That was where Viviana was from, from what he could gather. He was making a few sliders with a mix of steamed vegetables. Plenty of greens and different colors to add. This was American, was it not? He did not know since he had only been there once, in New Orleans. Benjamen shoved this out of his head, and he went to serve the food onto the table that was set beautifully. Candlelight, dim lights, special china. Women liked this crap, right? Benjamen had absolutely no idea. Benjamen got Volos to go and get Viviana to come down to the dining hall, where she would be served the top food by the best chef. Well, one of them. Axel actually cooked better meat than Benjamen could, but Benjamen could do sides and desserts. It was an odd combination. He ducked into the shadows, hoping to see her first reaction. Volos would not spoil it, saying who would prepare for it. Thankfully.