The morning sun streamed through tall windows of the grand dining hall as Sevastian sat at one end, his focus entirely on the hearty breakfast before him, while Rohan, ever the mischievous company, lounged at the other end with a playful smirk.
"You are eating like it's your last meal, Sevastian," Rohan teased, leaning back in his chair with an exaggerated sigh. "Does the food taste that much better today? I have not seen you eat with so much happiness and enthusiasm."
Sevastian rolled his eyes but didn't bother looking up, his fork expertly spearing a piece of roasted meat. "I'm not sure why, but for some reason, I find myself truly enjoying my food today. I honestly didn't feel like visiting the dining hall this morning, but I couldn't bear the thought of leaving you to eat alone," sarcasm lacing his voice.