Islinda sneered, "It's nice to know Issac's fiancée is a royal beggar, that would make a nice introduction to his parent!"
"Don't go off point!" Maxi warned, pointing a finger at her, with the platter pulled to her side of course, "We are fighting over the Akara, not my shy Fae and I bite when it comes to him." Her eyes glinted with the dark promise.
Islinda shuddered, realizing she might have gone a bit too far. However, she was not the only one who thought this ridiculous fight had gone on for too long because Issac interfered, saying, "Ladies, I don't think this is something both of you –"
"Do not interfere!" Islinda and Maxi chorused and Issac sat his ass back on his seat with a promise not to say a word. Ever.
"You should let go now, Maxi. You are merely Isaac's fiancée and already caused a fuss. That is quite disrespectful, don't we all think so?" Islinda sought everyone's support but they kept calm, having learnt from Issac's experience.
