"That's why ... I want to have more meals with you now, so you won't feel lonely anymore."
Lonely anymore? Anymore?
Primrose blinked in confusion.
She had never mentioned to him that she was lonely.
In fact, she had never even said anything like that to Solene or Marielle either, so why did he suddenly think she was lonely?
Did she really look that lonely?
"I'm not that lonely," Primrose said, trying to sound casual.
"There are always soldiers and maids around in the dining room, so I'm never actually eating completely alone."
Edmund quietly put down his utensils and said, "But no one sits at the same table with you."
Primrose opened her mouth, then closed it.
It was true.
She could have meals with Solene or Marielle if she wanted to, but they would never dare to sit with her at the main dining table since it was reserved for royalty only.
Still, what surprised her more was, how did Edmund know that deep down, she actually wanted someone to sit and eat with her?
