"Nonsense! Look how skinny you look. I told you I like my women with a little flesh on them." Eiravyn said as he took a sip from an unknown liquid in his glass cup, while pushing the plate with a cut waffle in front of Serena.
"Eiravyn, I won't be able to eat this, please. I might pass out if I eat this much." Serena tried to explain herself as she scrunched her face, "And besides, you have not eaten anything." She accused him, pushing the plate back to him.
"You should eat this."
"Don't worry about me, Little Kitten. I already had my meal." Eiravyn smirked, as he pushed the plate back to her. His eyes remained fixated on her, as if challenging her to disobey him.
Valois who was standing in the room all along, watch them. He choked on his saliva when he saw his uptight King acting like a ten-years- old kid—this was unheard of.
When he first saw the girl, he had not considered the possibility that Eiravyn might have romantic feelings towards Serena.
