Zachariah led Nirvana up to the tables and pulled out a chair for her to sit. People still had not stopped staring at them, but he was immune to them, but Nirvana, on the other hand, was not.
Her while conscience was screaming with the pair of eyes on her and yet the hunger in her overtook that basic sense of horror from her. The waiter then came up and placed two glasses of wine before them, but before he could leave Zachariah stopped him. "Fix a sparkling apple drink for the lady instead of the wine"
Nirvana felt a little bit happy that he had remembered that little detail about her, but just as she was about to compliment his care, she felt a certain pair of eyes on her. Her heart started beating fast, this feeling she was getting was totally not helping with someones gaze so intense
