Zyla stares at the food in front of her and Zadok.
Are they Lions now?! Since when do humans drink palpated blood that they are uncertain if it's clean or not?
She eyes the food hysterically and then raises her eyes to immediately meet the gaze of the honourable Prince Zadok.
"What is this?"
Gross! Alrgh! They expect me to eat this? Are any of these so-called wolves or... Animals that they are have any regard to who they have in this house?! Or Kingdom or whatever?
But still...
"Meat. With Ketchup"
"Ketchup? Ketchup isn't as thick as this and it is way much red. This is blood"
"With sugar. And mint"
I crease a brow at him, and for a minute, I thought a smile will spread widely on his lips.
But it doesn't... Instead, he just stares at me with a little light expression.
"I don't eat this"
"Remember how you starved yesterday? You want that to repeat itself?"
"No?"
"Then eat"
