The sound of the silverware occasionally colliding with the ceramic plate as the Royal family ate together for breakfast in the grand dining hall was the only noise that could be heard.
The King and Queen were eating in silence. The display of mirth from last night's festivities had long left them.
Gwendolyn sat beside Ysabel while the latter sat across from her mother, who was always on the right side of the King.
Ysabel was resisting the urge to look at her parents. She concentrated on the food before her, trying to force her appetite.
She has yet to recover from yesterday's happening and how it all felt like a dream to her.
To add, the kiss she and Prince Hinrik had shared last night refused to leave her mind. The brief thought about him made the heat spread on her cheeks.
Ysabel reached for the napkin on her lap, ducking her head, pretending to dab her lips with it. She had eaten enough to fill her empty stomach and had no appetite to indulge more.
