"Get whatever you want, Lily." He didn't mean it to come out harsh or abrupt, but it did and she looked back down at her menu as if she'd been scolded. A few moments of tense silence passed by, where Lily continued to voice her thoughts, only this time internally so as not to be annoying. He just sipped his coffee, gripping the handle of the mug much harder than was necessary.
"Are you ready to order or would you like another minute?" The waiter asked as he approached the table again. "The filet, rare," Alaricus said. "And my mate would like a combination of the all'aragosta o all'alstice and the chicken risotto." Lily's eyes shot up in question but Alaricus's heavy gaze did not meet hers. Instead, it was on the waiter, daring him to object.
The waiter composed himself and masked whateve
