"Sir... Eltek, dinner is ready."
Irene opened the room door and bowed rigidly. Her voice sounded more restrained than usual. This was the first time Ferlin had seen his wife behaving in such a manner. Even when she met the prince, she was not as nervous as this.
"Father?" He raised his voice and glanced at the knight who had not spoken a word since he returned.
"Ugh..." Sir Eltek blinked his eyes as if he had just woken up from a period of meditation. "Come and eat."
The dishes placed on the small dining table were especially sumptuous. To Ferlin, it was apparent that his wife had made a trip to the Convenience Market. He looked at her and smiled, as if to praise and encourage her. He started the dinner by slicing the bread as usual and then proceeded to divide the main course into four equal portions—apart from the three of them, there was also Irene's friend, May.
