•Silverhowl Kingdom (Dining Room)•
[Ovelia's POV]
The dining table stretched before me, laden with plates of roasted ham, golden sausages, fresh bread still steaming from the ovens, and bowls of fruit glistening with morning dew. The scent of honey and cinnamon hung in the air, warm and inviting.
Last night, I had walked into the dining room to find Ray eating alone, his orange eyes distant, his food barely touched. He had left just as I arrived. A polite nod. A murmured excuse—cheerful, but it didn't reach his eyes. And then he was gone, disappearing down the corridor before I could ask him anything.
This morning, he was still here.
Ray sat across from me, his plate filled with food he was actually eating, his posture more relaxed than it had been the night before. The morning light fell through the tall windows, catching the orange in his eyes and softening the sharp lines of his face.
