'I…'
'The food will get cold. Do you intend to sleep in my embrace?' Ad-Din said, interrupting her disarrayed thoughts and Maria immediately stepped back looking flustered.
Ad-Din stepped closer towards her and pulled out the chair behind her out saying 'have a seat'.
Maria turned and looked at him before shifting her eyes to the pulled out chair. She culled her palms into fists and bit her lips.
From her actions, it was clear she was nervous. Ad-Din studied her every move. When she didn't sit, he walked over to his side of the table and sat down before adding 'unless you don't want to have dinner with me, you can leave. I just want to have dinner with you for the last time before we part'.
