Chapter 42 Claimed By The King

• A bowl full of fruit sat before me. I could not resist it even if I tried. I lunged on it, taking one and peeling it before eating the sweet goodness. It was a beautiful morning indeed. I wanted to talk to Brum, there was so much I needed to ask him, I also needed to talk to Mrs. Red since I had stormed out on dinner. So many things ran in my mind just as I was just sitting there. My eyes scanned, falling on Mrs. Mary who was devouring her plate next to her mate. I held nothing against her but I would never in my life take anything she offered.
• My eyes moved around from person to person.
• “Do we have a florist at this table?” I asked politely, heads turning to me.