As we moved deeper into the castle, the scent of roasted meats and fragrant herbs wafted through the air, enveloping us in warmth and comfort. The large dining hall was adorned with flickering candles, casting a golden glow over the grand wooden table set for a feast.
My stomach rumbled as I took in the spread before us succulent lamb, spiced vegetables, freshly baked bread, and rich sauces beckoning for attention.
"After that spar, I can hardly imagine you don't want to dive right into dinner," Lilith teased as she took her seat at the head of the table.
"Definitely," I replied, smiling sheepishly. I could hardly wait to indulge. Does anyone ever really get tired of a feast, especially after a grueling workout? "I swear, I'm more starved than any demon soldier out there!"
