By the time we got back to the castle, the sun had fully set. Damon helped me climb down the horse, before leading inside.
"What do you want to eat, my love? Mutton, chicken, or something spicy?" Damon asked while gently caressing my hand.
I smiled at him. "I really don't mind, as long as it can fill my tummy."
"Hmm… My love must have all the best food, and that is not an option." He said pulling me to the dining room.
Before long, the table was filled with different delicacies, and my throat bobbed up and down. There was roasted peacock, meat pie, spiced wine, rice, bread, cheese, and stew.
"Damon, is that a peacock?" I was a little taken aback.
"Yes, and it is the finest of them all." He added with a prideful smirk, his eyes shimmering as he grabbed a fork and knife, chopping the meat into smaller pieces.
'How could anyone bear to kill these beauties not to talk about eating them?' I puckered my lips.
"You don't want it." Damon briefly stopped chopping the meat.
