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The Private Meal

Author: Ricky_writes
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-02 01:31:54

Chapter One Hundred and Eighteen

Liana’s POV

The private dining chamber was quiet when we entered, lit only by the glow of the hearth and a few high candles along the walls. The room was smaller than the grand hall, meant for two or three, not dozens. The air felt warmer here. Softer. Closer.

A single table had been set near the window. Two plates. Two goblets. A bottle of wine already uncorked, breathing.

Kael did not speak at first. He walked to the window and opened it slightly, letting in the cool evening air. The breeze drifted across the room, carrying the faint scent of pine and night grass rising from the castle grounds below.

I sat.

Not because I was told to.

Because the silence was comfortable enough to move within.

Kael joined me, taking the seat across from mine. For a moment he simply looked at me. Not in the intense way that left me breathless, and not with distance either. Just seeing me. Present. A steady gaze that made it impossible to look away.

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