The Archmages Restaurant Novels & Stories

“I’ve been missing the taste of home.” Alaric’s lips curved into a confident smile. “As a matter of fact, I do. My friend, Lucien Bellamy, owns a restaurant that serves authentic Country M dishes. It’s part of his club, L’Étoile Nocturne.” Elona raised an eyebrow. “L’Étoile Nocturne? The Night Star?” Alaric nodded, his expression softening. “It’s more than just a club. Lucien started it to bring people together, good food, good music, a little bit of everything. And the restaurant stays open all night.”

Slowly his pale face recovered its colour. "You are now looking fine, so let's go to La City du Toit de l'Arche." "Where? What is it?" "A restaurant! A good one." The top floor spanned the arch contained shops, a large gallery space, and open courtyards with stairways to the roof. In a moment, they entered a lovely restaurant with a lot of floor to ceiling windows. However, Matthew wasn't happy. "Can we sit somewhere far from the windows, please?" He didn't play anymore. After the ride in the glass elevator, he still didn't feel well.

It was a good thing the restaurant was just ten minutes away. Alan knew Riana would appreciate where he was taking her just by her reaction to the hotel’s décor. L’Archeologia was a warm, welcoming restaurant with open fires, and the best part being the walls lined with their finest wines. Since it was summer, dinner was going to be served in the beautiful garden with its three hundred year old wisteria and Roman remains. He knew Riana would definitely love that, but he’d booked a table inside. With most of the diners outside, it would grant them some sort of privacy.

He carelessly pushed Selah on the floor and she fell hard. Krouen led his way to the entrance and swung the door open, only to see an unfamiliar face. "Who are you?" Confusion draws his face when he sees an arid-looking man with a box of macaroons. "My name's Archer and I live..." He pointed at his house on the other side of the road, "There." His plain gazes made Krouen even baffled, he composed himself and sighed. "What do you want?"

I glanced at him with a small smile. “I am just grateful. Grateful for how things turned out. Me? The Archduchess of Fairefax…” It still sounded like a dream! Alejandro hummed his response as he continued to expertly swerve the car between lanes. He cut off at a junction that led to the famous complex that had amazing array of restaurants with countless options of food to choose from. The place was a literal heaven for a foodie like me. “What do you want to eat?” The question caught me off guard. I searched my brain for what it was my mouth and stomach craved, only to come back blank.

**Arayn pov** I stepped out of the vehicle as i looked at the heading right above me. It read “Elysium Restaurant”. It’s been a while i visited as i had been eating in a controlled environment out of precaution as i did not know who had kidnapped Odessa and why they did that but now that I know and had everything taken care of i could once more visit for a quick lunch. Elysium restaurant was arguable the top restaurant in the state because of its cuisine which earned the restaurant a Michelin star, the meals are prepared and supervised by a world renowned chef, Adams Moore.

she whispered. For a brief moment, the decade of rivalry and bitterness faded. They were just two architects standing in the dust, breathing in the smell of old stone and infinite possibilities. But then, Elias’s phone chirped—a sharp, digital intrusion—and the professional mask was back in place instantly. "Draft the preservation proposal for the archway," he said, already turning back to his tablet. "If you can prove to me it’s structurally sound by Friday morning, I’ll find a way to keep it. If not, the wrecking ball comes in on Monday. No exceptions."

“ Bellamy scoffed. " Let's go. “ Archer said and they both giggled. " Thanks for thr gift big bro. “ They said at the same time and hugged him. “ You're welcome. " He smiled. ... Archer took them to the other other of the hotel where he had booked a hall under the influence of his boss. The hall was not too large but the antique and furniture smelled money. There was a mini pool with waterfall in the middle of the room. “ Wow! This is beautiful." Bellamy said when they got to the hall. " How did you get this? Did you compel someone to give you this? “ She teased and he chuckled.

From here, I can see the entire city stretched out below me—the dense clusters of buildings in the center city, the streetcar wending its way through the avenues, the bridge that takes us up toward the northern territories, and finally the bay that separates Ordan and Bo’Arrocan. As for the restaurant itself, Arthur clearly wasted no expense on decor. Skyline is already the fanciest restaurant in town, but the space has been transformed for the party. Candles flicker on the white tablecloths, crystals dangle from the ceilings, and an ornate balloon arch leads us into the main space.

I tilt my head at him. “Mister and Missus Mason!” He greets us as if it’s the first time we’ve ever met and pulls out my chair so I can sit down. “My name is Archer, and it’s a pleasure to serve you this evening. Please have a seat and I will be right back with your appetizer.” As he walks away, I turn to Bronx. “Arrow, is our waiter?” “He and Peter brought the chef from Paris.” Bronx looks around the impressive room. “Remember the guy who let you go into the kitchen on our honeymoon?”