Victoria stood in the kitchen, stirring the large steel pot of soup she’d made. A smile graced her lips when she turned around to find Searon setting the table with bowls and spoons. Searon only smiled back as he continued to make sure everything was proper with his seat across from hers and his brother’s on the side of the oak table. The smell of fresh vegetables, chicken, and spices loomed inside and made Searon’s mouth water. She made some of the best soup he had ever tasted, with cabbage, potatoes, chicken, garlic, and other ingredients he could not guess.
He strolled over to her from behind, resting his head on her shoulder. She turned into him and clasped her arms around his neck. Her face lit up in a smile, and she bit her lip. Searon smiled at her and was surprised when she steppe
