The breakfast was as awkward as anyone could expect. If it wasn't for the presence of the Wrry Cat, Islinda was sure she wouldn't have the appetite to stomach a thing. Valerie prepared more chicken, except the one Prince Wayne had taken was the biggest. Hence, Islinda was more entertained watching the cat eat than starting small talks with Valerie. However, there was something strange about Prince Wayne.
Islinda noticed the marked difference in his demeanor compared to earlier. While before Prince Wayne had been gnawing on the oversized chicken leg with a possessive air, now he seemed more reserved, almost dignified in his actions. She couldn't help but steal a glance at Prince Valerie who ate in the same manner.
