«What's the matter, now?» the Duke chuckles.
He's clearly amused by my incoherent sighs. I just asked him to stop, yet I'm still melting in his embrace.
«Just wait a few days, all right?» I voice, finally finding enough clearness of mind to say a few words.
«For what? Am I not allowed to kiss my wife?»
«That's not it,» I mutter. The problem is that this Duchess wants more, yet she can't have it right now. It's not my Duke's lust, the issue. Not this time.
«We should eat,» he affirms, seeing my confused expression. «My Duchess must be hungry.»
No, I'm not really all that hungry.
Alexander bows over and reaches out for the closest plate. He analyses the contents and crooks his mouth.
«Cheese,» I notice. «You don't like it?»
«Not particularly. Meat is better.»
Figures. In Ethiro they do eat meat all the time.
«All right,» I whisper. «There must be some roast beef on the table. This Duchess will eat cheese.»
