DENI’S POV
“Nay.” Deni pouted. “I am not hungry.”
To her shock, she watched her husband forcefully open her mouth and shove the piece of meat down her throat.
His men laughed at them and she became red with shame.
“Did you die now wife?” He asked Her.
She swallowed the food. It didn’t taste so pleasant. It was simply bland.
“Who is in charge of the cooking?” She asked Alaric.
He shrugged. “That would be Ruby’s job. She is a great cook right? She masterminds the cooking in the castle.”
Deni just stared at him.
“Is that jealousy in your eyes?” Alaric asked her
Deni pushed her face away.
“Well she is not the one who cooks exactly.” He said. “She surveys the cooking, provides what is necessary. Can you not see that she is doing a good job?”
Deni snorted. Good job indeed!
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