Soon after Sianna left, Destrian returned with a silver tray in his hands. A large platter of fruits sat in the center, beside it a bowl of soup and a plate of potatoes.
He set it on the table in front of her. "I forgot to ask what you like to eat. If this isn't pleasant, let me know and I will prepare something else."
She blinked a few times, staring at the prince as though he had grown an extra head. He was just being polite, wasn't he?
"I don't like meat in my soup," she said. "Can I have vegetables instead?"
Destrian didn't hesitate. He picked up the bowl. "Certainly. What else do you not like?"
Marlena placed her hand on his, prying the bowl away. "This is alright."
Destrian frowned in confusion for a moment before his lips curled into a smile. "You were testing me."
