Was she doing this on purpose? Milena had no idea how to react just then. It couldn't simply be a mistake, she couldn't possibly be that oblivious. Once again, she was thrown back into a loop about Philomenie's character. She glanced up, her amethyst eyes cold as ice aimed right at the young Duchess De Winter. It took Philomenie a full minute to realize something was wrong, as not only Milena's answer didn't come, but all three men had stopped eating too.
"It... I mean it doesn't have to be... at the same time," she muttered with a tiny voice.
Despite her fork dropped down, Milena still had her hand tight around her knife. If it wasn't for the King seating right next to her, she might have considered chopping off a finger or two. She didn't even feel like joking about it, she was just
