Darius took a seat beside me, taking a bite of his own food as we both ate in uncomfortable silence. I finished my food, taking another sip of my hot chocolate, like the king called it.
My mind wandered off to Amara and Jasmine, and I giggled at the thought of their reactions when I told them about the meal and the drink.
“What are you thinking about?” Darius asked, and I clapped my hand to my mouth, realising what I had done.
“It’s nothing, Your Majesty,” I said, casting my gaze down from his piercing eyes.
I thought he was going to keep asking questions until he got what he wanted, but instead, he changed the subject.
“You have a little bit of chocolate here,” he said, pointing to the left side of his cheek.
I stuck my tongue out to see if I could lick it off my face before using m
