Twenty-nine
~ROSALINE~
"Won't you take it?"
I will not risk Ethan's exposure on a silver platter.
"It can wait." I say.
A text pops up. "Thank you."
I let an exhale slip free. Mr Sylvester drops the tray of food he had brought with him.
I wrinkle my nose at the sight of the food.
"I hope this is not as bad as the tasteless hospital food I was fed."
"It has a little bit of spice. " He says. "Although. I don't think it's too little."
I take the spoon and taste it.
"The spice is barely noticeable. "
He blinks at me, shock written all over his face. "Barely... Barely noticeable?"
He stares at the food and I notice his red eyes.
I laugh.
"This is the bare minimum of spicy for me. If you Mr Sylvester find this spicy..."
"Alaric."
"Mm?"
"Call me Alaric."
I nod.
If that
