All eyes widened as they gazed at the king, and soon a sense of unease pervaded the room.
Elijah laughed awkwardly and extended his hand to the back of his head, unsure of what to do.
“Relax, man, you know how Eli is. He’s literally attracted to anything that has legs and organs different from his.” Loukas said, trying to ease the tension in the room.
Everyone’s eyes are on the king to see how he struggles to compose himself. He takes in deep breaths, and his eyes flash in my direction before relaxing back in his seat. They huffed out a sigh, going back to their dinner, when Elijah spoke, causing more havoc.
“I just don’t get why you won’t give her to me; you didn’t care before, so why do you now?” He asked, chewing on his meat. “You and I both know...,” he yelped, glaring at Neve. “
