Cause of Emotion

The source of Elsabet’s recent mood changes would soon be made clear to Sebastion.

It began this morning. Peaceful as it was. It started with him watching Elsabet warily from across the table at luncheon. Grimacing at the sounds she was making as she quenched her ravaging hunger.

She sounded as though she was starving to death.

He wondered how much she’d been eating while he was gone. Does she not eat while I’m away.

That had unlocked a whole passel of new fears.

He sat across the width of the table from her, and twice already had been splashed with mashed potatoes launched off her trencher as she forced the food into her mouth in handfuls. She rummaged through the platter of chicken. Plucking at the browned skin of the legs until finding the pinkest one, which she tilted her head up to devour nearly whole.

He cringed again. “Hungry sweetheart?”

She paused, blue eyes lifting to look at him.

So beautiful it