Chapter 110: An Uncomfortable Dinner II
Prince Deacon’s face purpled as he was forcefully reminded of Orion’s feats.
Meanwhile, Orion’s heart was beating so loudly that he was sure that everyone at the table could hear it. His wife was standing up for him. The candlelight illuminated her blonde hair, causing it to shine as though she had a halo over her head. Her grip on his hand was iron, and so was her voice as she continued to speak.
"More importantly, I don’t see how my husband’s cutlery habits are your concern. He can cut his meat with a cutlass at the dining table for all I care, so long as he loves me enough to feed me off his plate," Soleia finished, with a smile that dared them to contest further.
"We will eat however we like."
To hammer her point home, she put down her knife and fork to pick up her own dessert knife and fork, deliberately matching Orion. She then used that knife to cut a piece of steak to put on Orion’s plate.
The dining hall fell into stunned silence. Part of Soleia wished that Ralph was here, just so that he could make the blood splash to shock them further. He would be proud of her.
"Now, Prince Deacon didn’t mean anything by it," Prince Gilbert said hastily, trying to resolve the situation. "It’s just friendly advice since you’re joining the royal family. We’ll have a lot of royalty visiting in a week or so. It never hurts to put your best foot forward."
Celestina scoffed, unimpressed by her husband’s reasoning. "In that case, my dear husband, you should probably go to the training fields from tomorrow onwards. What if the visiting royalty wishes to spar with you, or hold a hunting contest with you?"
"You are very right, dear sister," Bellaflor said agreeably. "Darling, you should join Duke Elsher for his training. You need to keep your reflexes sharp to win glory for your kingdom."