Chapter 8
- **** MELINA P.O.V ****
- I stared at him as he ate, and the maids served my personal food.He checked out me with this eyes I did not understand.
- Maybe they're amazed that I am ingesting at the identical desk with their so known as grasp. Or they need to have poisoned the food. But if it's it, Agnes could by no means permit me to consume it. Instead, she stared at me smiling as she has continually carried out.