Meanwhile, Katelina observed Ezekiel in the makeshift kitchen. His focus and care in preparing breakfast for her was touching, and she couldn't help but feel a flutter of emotions. The man was persistent, indeed, but also incredibly thoughtful.
Moments later, Ezekiel approached with a tray carrying chicken soup, buttered bread, and freshly brewed coffee. He placed it on the table with a smile. "Good morning, my queen. I hope you enjoy the breakfast."
Katelina looked at the food, then at Ezekiel. "Please, dig in."
"Thank you," she said before she started eating.
"Isn't it a bit uncomfortable to eat with your veil on? Why not remove it?" Ezekiel commented.
Katelina smiled under her veil. She had been trained like this since she was a child. "I'm used to it already, and besides, the bottom part of the veil is loose enough," she answered, showing him how she managed to eat with her left hand inside the veil, pushing it backward with elegance so she could bring the food to her mouth.
