Issac sat in front of the spread of all kinds of delicacies, most of which were sweets and desserts.
It confused the staff that brought it up but they did not say a thing, especially when they suddenly saw Issac with an eyepatch and only a towel on.
"The poor flustered girl," Soren said as soon as he left. "Is she the housekeeping?"
"I don't know," Jadin said, taking a bite of his meat. "Oh, this is good. You have to try it, Soren."
"Then I will have some," Soren said, cutting a bit of the meat from his plate while Issac still sat there with the most serious expression on his face that Soren had ever seen. "What's wrong, Issac?"
"I can't choose which one to start with." He said with a slight pout on his face. "They all look so good. There is the texture of this and then the colour, look at this colour so ri-"
Soren and Jadin exchanged looks and sighed, "It was his fault isn't it?"
