Come, let's eat. Danyal pulls on my hand once more, guiding through the large double-set doors leading to the dining room.
But-
He lifts my hand and kisses it gently. Not now, moy svet.
He pulls a chair out for me, the one immediately to his right. The chair for the Luna. I take my seat slowly, watching him take the seat at the head of the table. Roman sits across from me and Anfisia at my right. I look on in silence as Mattheus takes the seat next to Roman, Phiona taking the seat next to him, and I see the small flash of anger that crosses her face.
A foot presses down on mine and I look up to see a glass, full to the brim with a dark, red wine. Behind the glass, Roman's face smiles brightly. I take the glass eagerly, the alcohol sloshing around in its container, and take a large, slo
