They joined Briony’s family for dinner that night, through the front door without any of the haughty looks from their servant. During the meal Briony’s parents kept thanking them for rescuing their daughter. Shen met Lara’s eyes and nearly laughed when she rolled them. He coughed to cover his laugh when she mouthed the word stew. He gave a slight nod. Yeah, stew at the Arena would have been better than the three-course meal served with a large helping of gratitude. He lowered his gaze to the table in the hope he wouldn’t burst out laughing if he avoided making eye contact with Lara.
He leaned back in his seat when a servant cleared his plate and replaced it with dessert. He looked over at Lara again and then glanced away when he saw she fought back a smile.
Lara cleared her throat. “Why
