Elara’s POV
“What do you want for dinner?” the King asked, glancing behind him.
I shrugged my shoulders, having no clue what to say. It was still amazing how easily he could go back to acting like nothing had happened a moment ago, as if he hadn't just said those words to me.
The thought of it still sent a wave of shivers down my spine. I could still feel the butterflies fluttering underneath my stomach, and here he was, acting with such indifference.
“What about we go for something simple?” the King asked again, his back turned toward me. “Since you don’t have any food you wish to eat, I’ll make some seafood.”
“Okay,” I said, trying to sound uninterested.
The King turned back to look at me for a second. His eyes quirked up, and I immediately blushed, breaking eye contact first.
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