Snow came out to the dining table looking lovely; her skin was radiating like the sun, and her aura filled the whole space. Luca was lost in outer space the moment he set eyes on her. He felt eternal joy, but his cheek fell back into the normal position when Snow came closer, and he saw the bruise by the side of her lips. He wanted to comment on it, but he stopped because of his friend Frances.
Frances was too busy with his food; he only lifted his face to smile at Snow and make a silly comment.
“Good morning to the goddess of this humble mansion. It is my pleasure to have breakfast with you this morning.
“Good morning to you, Frances.
Snow kept a straight face, and it looked like she wasn't in the mood for pleasantries.
"Good morning, Snow. I hope you had a splendid night's rest.
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