Leon heard her words. After talking to Kaela, they felt a little too truthful—but he also knew his master was definitely taking advantage of it and enjoying it thoroughly.
Her borderline manipulative words made it impossible for him to get out of the hug at all, so his only option left now was to move forward. He believed she was definitely going to get embarrassed sooner or later and let him out of the hug on her own.
The dining room had become absurdly quiet around them. The meal still waited on the table, steam curling from the dishes, yet Seraphine showed no concern for the food or for the dignity expected of a commander. She sat with Leon held firmly against her, perfectly content to turn lunch into a contest of patience.
