It was already late evening and Prides gathered for a meal.
Although two humans and a blue undead might not be enough to deserve being called a gathering, they sure had more than enough pride made up for their lacking numbers.
Yes, it was just those three, Cranberry, lord Blackberry, and Zombie.
Of course, Zombie wasn't eating.
He was simply sitting on Cranberry's left side and watching her curiously with a faint smile.
Sometimes, the blue undead would refill his master's glass or put another serving of food on her plate the moment Cranberry took an interest in a particular dish.
"..."
Lord Blackberry was doing his best not to stare at his daughter and her eternal servant but it was a rather tough task...
Even though they weren't talking at all, they had this intimate aura surrounding them that was making the head of the Pride family feel like he was a third wheel, disturbing newlyweds with his unwanted presence.
