-Amber-
The food was amazing, just like last night, but what I could have done without was the king watching me devour the meal.
“Don’t you eat?” I inquired.
He smiled, probably a little relieved to hear my sass again.
“It’s my instincts. I want to make sure you’re fed first.” He nodded toward the food, making me glance at it in disgust. If I wasn’t so hungry, I would have stopped right then and there. But my body demanded the energy, so I continued to eat. It was all quickly devoured, and this time, instead of wiping my hands on my clothes, I used a napkin before leaning back on the couch, feeling pleasantly full.
“What now?” I inquired.
“As I have already said, you are free to roam around.”
“Guarded?” I retorted.
“Watched,” he corrected.
“Guarded,” I insisted.
He sighed, shaki
