"Thank you, Mother," Michael said after Elizabeth fed him. "I can eat by myself. You don't have to bother feeding me."
"Don't be shy. I rarely fed you when you were a baby. I was too busy being a Duchess to care for my son. Now it's my turn to do what I'm supposed to do," Elizabeth replied.
Loris watched the intimacy between Michael and his mother. He was honestly jealous. Loris used to be closer to Elizabeth because he was a heiress. Elizabeth always did everything for Loris because she was in charge of preparing Loris as the future Duke. But after his parents' divorce, and Elizabeth moved out. Elizabeth's figure suddenly seemed distant.
"When are you coming home?" Loris asked. "We're returning to Father's house."
Michael glanced at his brother. "I'm not going to stay at Father's hous
