ETAN
Ayleth tucked into the fried sausages and biscuits that Borsche had prepared like she hadn't eaten for days. While Etan smiled through his own breakfast, both of the other men looked up from theirs to stare at her with raised eyebrows more than once. Etan wanted to laugh and brag about his beautiful wife to the others, to show them how amazing she was. But she was his wife.
Her… appetites were none of their business.
Despite stifling laughter, he wasn't distracted by Ayleth's hunger for long. Soon Borsche turned the conversation to the events of the day to come, and the dangers therein. Etan's stomach dropped to his toes.
