Victoria squared up the large portions placed on her plate. She certainly wouldn't finish them… and, certainly, this was the sort of dilemma she hated placing herself into. The sort of dilemma where she needed not eat much to please her mother, and that which she needed to, to please the man who had just served her… but the butterflies…
"It's alright if you can't finish it…" Prince Harry, next to her, whispered, clearing his throat afterward by drinking a glass of water. He was just being nice, as all men who like a lady should be.
