The feast that followed was nothing less than exquisite, but considering it was Joshua who prepared it, Ayla wasn’t surprised. Everything she put in her mouth was seasoned to perfection and before long, she wished she would’ve paced herself.
Her father, shifting out of his seat, pulled her attention from her food to him, “I’m going to make some rounds.” His eyes shifted across the room, “I’m sure King Urdusin’s outburst has caused some questions.”
He shuffled away before she could reply, but soon heard another voice behind her, “I hope you are serious when you say you’re not disappointed…”
Jerking herself around to look at him, her breath caught in her face when her nose brushed against his with how close he was to her, “I-I mean it,” She had never relied on her sense of smell, but all
