If not for the presence of others and a certain someone clearly eyeing her husband, Oriana would have told him to focus on his own meal. But seeing the jealousy flashing in Grace's eyes from the moment she and Arlan sat together, Oriana decided to relish in it.
'Now I know what does it mean to relish in someone else's misery,' A light, wicked smile painted on Oriana's lips. She was a demoness, far from being generous.
As the meal continued, Ailwin and Luis talked about various matters concerning the northeastern border. Arlan occasionally commented when Ailwin asked for his opinion, but his primary focus was on ensuring Oriana ate well. Grace preferring to eat quietly, glanced at them from time to time, her envy evident.
Once the meal was over, they returned to the drawing room where the servants brought them freshly brewed tea.
"Thank you for the delicious meal, Your Majesty," Luis said as he settled into his chair.
