Chapter 680: Banquet [3]
Michael shook his head slowly.
"It is nothing," he said, the smile lingering.
"You are mean, Sir Mic."
Michael did not argue.
Instead, he gently set the plate down, lifted his gaze to hers, and spoke in his usual calm tone.
"Would you like to join me for a drink, Lady Seria?"
"I would be honored to," Seria said, her voice dropping into a formal, elegant tone. "It would be improper of me to refuse."
Michael nodded and gestured toward a standing server to bring some drinks.
The server approached with practiced elegance, bowing slightly as he presented two crystal glasses filled with a light golden wine.
Michael accepted one glass and passed the other to Seria, who took it with both hands.
"Thank you," she said, giving the server a polite nod before he stepped away.
Michael lifted his glass lightly.