Chapter 41 Welcome Feast (1) (1/2)

Chapter 41 – Welcome Feast (1)

Shortly, another maid arrived to say, “The lord is on his way, madam”

As she looked out the , a familiar voice came from the other side of the roo to see Riftan, but it was Rodrigo alked inside the roohts have already arrived Please follow ”

Max descended the stairs alongside Rodrigo Upon reaching the entrance to the dining hall, the din inside was immediately apparent She stood still at the door, some hesitancy in place as she stole a peek, she hoped was furtive, inside Under the twinkling lights, so towards the ends of the roo with claolden fire burned brightly in the fireplace, the legs of the table groaning with the weight of the scrulasses full of red wine, bowls of potatoes, varieties of fruits and bread, all placed evenly across the table

Max felt ostensibly like an outcast, a peeking to theenuinely adequate for her to barge into the rooo inside?”

With Rodrigo’s inquiry, Max gathered whatever courage she had and stepped into the roo her presence The once noisy interior quieted as the dozen pair of eyes were instantly fixed on her She found their scrutinizing gazes disquieting

She was even ers

“Maxi, coesture she found warhtened her posture, emboldened inside her as she swiftly crossed the room to seat herself next to him As soon as her bum hit the chair, the maids were quick to serve her some wine and bread

“Everyone, I would like to introduce lances at the knights’ faces before her nervousness probably disclosed by her face at the moment They didn’t look hostile, nor was there joy in their faces—it seemed disinterest was the only prevalent welco her introduction was over, Riftan unexpectedly addressed the asseroup in a somber voice

“I hope that you will treat her well and with respect”

As if a spell had been broken, they all raised their glasses towards Max, clapping and cheering loudly She tried to mumble her thanks to everyone, but her tiny voice was quickly drowned in the sea of baritones With the pleasantries over, the knights soon returned to their meals and conversations about women and the battlefield

Max looked down at the food on her own silver platter that had been precariously piled high with differenther lose her appetite quick She surmised she wouldn’t be able to finishlass

“Why are you just looking at your plate? Aren’t you going to take a bite? Or is there so?”

“Oh, no… I’ed her, stabbing a chicken’s leg with his fork and placing it on her already full plate

And then Riftan turned his attention back to his own platter He tore off a large chunk ofanother piece of chicken with his other hand He drank his wine like water, looking pointedly at Max as if teaching her how to eat her food properly

She timidly cut the stea a knife and popped a small piece into her mouth With her picky palate, Max tried to balance the oilythe beef well seasoned but tough to chew

Still, the food here was far superior to that served at castle Croix—it was merely inimitable in quality

“Try this too It’s delicious” Riftan, who had been silently watching Max eat, wanted her to try some of his favorite dishes

She hesitantly took a bite of the unknownit too fishy for her taste But seeing Riftan’s gaze trailed on her, she tried to finish it But theher yet, as he took beans and potatoes after another her, taking the maid’s responsibility to serve her

“Now, try this too”

“I c-can’t eat thi-thisyet?” He raised a brow and nudged the food on her platter with his fork, “Tryto plue of tears, Riftan’s only be about eating reasy meat

“A sparroould eat more than you”

“Th-that’s not true I-I ate a l-lot…”

Riftan roared with laughter And Max felt how naïve her state the bones piled on his plate Co It was so that her appetite was inferior to all others in the hall

“Th-then how h?” she asked him

Riftan chewed and looked down at her He replied loudly, sing the food in his mouth “Aren’t you supposed to eat a whole chicken?”

“F-for a woman, I d-don’t think so…”

“The women I knew ate that much”

The dismissed the past as insubstantial, yet the words still marred her for so to? Does he have a predilection for woht unconsciously lowered down to her slim body Men are always in need of healthy wives to produce able-bodied heirs Max closed her eyes tightly and tried to force a littlea bit more You already look so weak”

She nodded, her attention shi+fted to the home-baked bread instead of the n herself On her side, Riftan was now talking to an old knight and drinking a large goblet of ith hi the coalescence of sweetness and sourness as she watched their interaction

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