"Mistress Marla, the porridge is so yummy. Do you want to try some of Lady Asura's cooking? She told me it's her specialty, so I thought I should have a taste, especially now in this cold weather," Levi cheerfully asked.
Asura was relieved to see Levi's acting skills come into play. They both stayed seated at the table, facing Marla, who remained steadfast in her position. Two servants stood silently behind her, their presence adding to the tense atmosphere.
Asura held her breath, hoping desperately that Marla would simply leave. She knew it wasn't safe for Marla to get too close to Levi, especially with his high temperature.
Marla's eyes narrowed as she stared at Levi. "The day of the extraction is nearing, I'm sure your sister is cooking something, and I have to ensure that I'm looking after our King's best interest," she hissed. Without a word, she signaled the two servants behind her.
