Chapter 451: A Bloody Diet
The Celestial Shrine’s acolytes moved with deft silence, placing plate after plate of steaming food on the table for the two guests. A few of the acolytes were eager to ask the War Master a multitude of questions; ranging from the simple, like was there a particular dish he preferred? To the more complicated, like what was it like to meet the Mother Moon? But the cold atmosphere in the room stopped them from daring to utter a single syllable.
The War Master seemed calm, regal, his lilac eyes shifting only a fraction as they walked past him. His expression was unreadable, like the still surface of a pond. Whereas Lunae’s Chosen was cool and collected, the woman sitting across the table from him emanated a fiery rage. Her amber eyes burned with anger and her glare sent the acolytes who stepped too close scurrying away. The stories of the dangers of orcs all seemed to be true.
Once the food and the table were set, the eldest of the acolytes took a shaky step forward and tried her best to keep her voice from trembling. “W-War Master…? May we, um, may we help you with anything else?”
He glanced at her and smiled politely. “No, this is fine, thank you.”
The acolyte nodded with a smile and turned to the other guest. “Um, Katag was it? Is there anything else we may help you with?”
Tauri’s glare slowly turned on her. “...No.”
The acolyte paled and bowed her head while backing away. “I-If you’ll excuse us, we’ll leave you both to your meal.”
The door slammed shut behind the retreating acolytes, leaving the guests alone. The silent tension was almost palpable but Stryg didn’t seem to notice. He grabbed the nearest plate of roasted venison and began to dig in.
“...So you can eat meat with no problem,” Tauri noted with an annoyed tone to her voice.