Yuna POV
You must be really hungry. Lord Mccoy commented, and I nodded, managing a weak smile.
I haven't had solid food like this in a week. This tastes really good. I murmured, my voice shaky, tears welling up in my eyes.
The whole table listened to me, no one interrupting. It felt like I was on a desperate mission trying to store up food for the time I'd spent searching for a home after they kicked me out of here.
It wasn't until much later that I finally looked up, only to find them all staring at me in shock. A whole week?
Lord Mccoy asked. Well, Norman tilted his head, as if trying to understand something.
Yes, I replied, lowering my head swiftly, feeling ashamed to talk about the past week. Thankfully, no more questions came my way.
Once dinner ended, I cautiously lifted my g
