"Wow… the fare is magnificent. The meat is so tender, it melts inside my mouth."
"Feel free to eat more, milady." Tita took care of Elizebeth out of his free will, especially when he felt the sting gaze on top of his head.
People wouldn't see the heated gaze, but he could feel it. The happy hum of his lord was also the sign that he was indeed right. The dragon was indeed perched at his tall chair above his head. Possibly eyeing him with contempt.
"Thank you for your benevolence, milord. Please, pamper your wife the same. I am still considering myself as an outsider. My position in this house is still uncertain." Elizebeth gestured at the duchess.
She was looking at her full of envy. They might have a deal, but Tita must be fair. She didn't want any trouble while in the contract relationship. Janet still had a use for her.
"Oh my, Lady Meredith. I am okay." Janet bowed her head, bashful.