Pairs of eyes would constantly take a peek at my direction. The dining table were filled with the sounds of utensils clashing and mouth's chewing with ever so lightly noise.
The table was silent and none of them spoke. King Conner was present.
But instead of them sitting still and exude the face of a composed noble, they were sneaking glances towards me. Even the king's brows would raise as he lowered his head to eat in a clean and orderly manner.
It was all because of the man beside me.
The unsmiling Kazimir was obviously in a good mood.
He would purse his lips once in a while to stop the smile that was threatening to escape.
On top of that, he would place pieces of food on my plate and would watch me pick it up and eat it. His face would brighten with relish and he would peck my
