Lyra's POV
“Bro.” Asher broke the silence, facing Ranio.
“When did you get interested in eating meals made by strangers? I mean, if it's not prepared by Rex or some trusted servant, you won't eat.” Asher paused, rubbing his chin.
“Could it be that you are attracted to our Guardian or something?” Asher asked courageously, raising an anxious brow.
“No, you have brought up this topic, I think it's better I tell you now.” Ranio's eyes darted away from me as he faced Asher.
I knew almost immediately what he wanted to say.
“Lyra, here is my ….” He hadn't completed his statement when I sent a spoonful of fruit into his mouth.
“What…?” Asher looked confused.
“Since Ranio wants to taste my food, then, I must cook for him,” I said mischievously, forcing out a smile.
“Don't say a word so you
