Breakfast was served to everyone else—me included—after Dave was halfway through his mountain of food. I couldn’t take my eyes off his fork as he scooped up bite after bite. He gulped it down like it was nothing. Like he was throwing it down a blackhole and he just needed to keep feeding it.
At the same time though, he was graceful in his movements. Savage met aristocrat and I really didn’t know what to make of that.
The room fell silent except for the scrapes of silverware. The plate in front of me was untouched. I looked down at the food. My mouth watered as the smell of the bacon wafted under my nose. It had been a while since I’d eaten last, but I didn’t want to take the plunge.
When I looked around, I noticed right away that what they’d given me was considerably less than what t
