Estelle sat alone in the huge dining hall.
Each bite felt mechanical. Her eyes were slightly unfocused as if her mind was elsewhere.
And it was.
Despite her attempts not to think of it, what happened this morning kept appearing in her head.
The memory of his fingers tenderly caressing her lips like they were the most precious things in the world. His hoarse voice... And the way he stared at her, it made her feel...
*SLAP*
Estelle slammed both of her hands against her cheeks, creating a loud sound startled the maids nearby.
The she covered her face with her hands repeatedly shook her head as it they would help her get rid of impure thoughts, her black hair swaying as she did so.
The dining hall was so large it could occupy seventy people. A large majestic table made of black oak w
