The atmosphere remained tense despite Alexander telling them to relax. Everyone watched him curiously, suspiciously, noticing the difference in him. Roxana not only noticed but sensed it as well. She couldn't explain the feeling but it made her tingle with nervousness, especially when he looked her way again. His eyes were void of emotion yet sharp with animalistic instinct. She wanted to speak but the words couldn't form in her mouth.
"How are feeling Alexander?" His grandma asked as the servant placed food on his plate.
"I don't want the vegetables. Just put more meat," he spoke to the servant before turning to his grandmother.
"I am fine," he said his voice very casual as if nothing happened. He motioned for the servant to put even more meat on his plate.
Roxana was surprised. He rarely ate let alone that much food. And what was it with the meat? She was told that he ate a heart but… he should not do it right now. Right?
