Chapter 79 A King’s Curse

• A glass of juice was pushed towards me, feeling weird to just be sitting there when all were eating.
• My head turned to the king, nodding my head in appreciation to take the glass with my free hand, bringing it to my lips. I had not eaten in so long I was afraid of what would happen when I drank the fruit juice. I took slow sips, bringing it down, the taste suddenly feeling foreign to me.
• The king suddenly pushed his plate back and stared up. I placed my glass down, staring at his food which was not even quarter way in. I frowned, wanting to see what was wrong? Did he not like it?