"Celestia, you're not into carrots?" Victoria asked curiously.
Hearing her name, Celestia looked up and nodded a little, looking slightly embarrassed. "Yeah."
Victoria chuckled, teasing her, "Wow, didn't peg you for a picky eater. You always seem so well-behaved." She took the leftover carrots from Celestia's plate and swapped them for some greens.
Celestia swallowed her bite of food and explained, "It's not that I won't eat them at all-I just don't like eating them plain. If they're mixed into curry or cooked as a side, I'm fine with it."
Like how some folks enjoy chocolate-flavored things but don't like actual chocolate bars.
Marigold, who had been quiet at the head of the table, perked up with surprise. "Seriously? You too?"
"Mom, someone else doesn't eat carrots eit
