Following him to the dining room, I found the long dining table covered with dishes. Many, many dishes.
"Are you having a feast?" I mumbled questioningly, unsure of what else to say. He did have a lot of personal security and house help, so many they all had dinner with him. With us, now. However, he didn't look like the kind to have dinner with people he considered inferior to him and knowing him, he probably did consider them his subordinates.
"No," he chuckled, pulling the main chair out for him to sit and I quietly sat on one of the chairs on the sides of the rectangular table, leaving a couple chairs from him just for distance's sake. "I was not sure what kind of food you prefer eating for dinner, so the cook she made all of this."
I gulped. "All of this for me?"
"Yes." He answe
