"Is the food not to your taste? I can have them bring what your heart prefers."
"What my heart prefers?" Kaida held her prince's gaze and pondered on his words.
What did her heart prefer? Food was definitely not one of them, but she couldn't tell her prince that. Not when he had served her himself and waited on her while she nursed her broken heart.
He would not have any other person do it when he was around. If anything he made sure it was just the two of them whenever he had time to spend with her.
In his chambers, the sun was brightly shining through the large windows, bringing with it a hint of hope but Kaida still felt like she was covered in deep darkness. Her heart had failed to escape the pain of knowing that her life had all been a lie.
"The food is alright, your highness."
