Chapter 77

• I woke up from my nap when I heard Damien call for me. Still half asp, he pulled me into the kitchen. When I sat down across from him, the table was filled with all the dishes I had requested in bite size portions.
• “Oh, wow! This is like a king’s table,” I said. “I feel like a King SeJong, JoongJong, MoonJong. I’m not Lucy!”
• Damien laughed at my silly remark. I smiled at his laugh and put the pork in my mouth. The sweet and sour sauce with the crispy exterior batter, the thick juicy pork inside exploded with its juices as I bit into it. I burst out into Chinese, “Wow! Ni Chi Fan Le ma!”