Chapter 11

"Let's eat." The king said with a shallow smile as he reached for the fork beside his plate. The Queen held a sad expression on her face as her head was buried while she stared at the empty plate in front of her, unfazed. Princess Skye didn't seem to be interested in the drama as she kept her face fixed on her father, waiting for him to take the first bite out of the food the servants had just dished before she devoured hers. Simon, on the other hand, sat with his back straight and hands on his laps as he didn't contribute to the drama but only listened. The king was hesitant to take the first bite of his food, and suddenly his anger surfaced as his aura became intimidating. The rest of the royal family and slaves immediately bared their necks in submission. His aura had no effect on me, but I had to pretend to be affected as I joined to bare my neck. His mind was already made up and his anger subsided before he dug his fork into the roast turkey, but the moment he was about to bring i