"Easy. You will get an indigestion." Came the deep voice of the King.
Danika turned with her mouth full of spaghetti, and the tomato sauce dripping from her mouth and stared at the King in fear and mortification. She looked like a cat caught in a trap.
She eat go of the plate of food like it burned her, and sprang up from the chair. The quick movement blurred her eyes, a wave of dizziness slammed her.
She lost balance. Strong hands held her immediately, steadying her up.
"You are not fully recovered, Danika. Carefully." He coaxed, holding her upright.
His hands on her reminded her of her glaring state of undress. She only has a silky wrapped loosely around herself. But, that is not the main thing, that has her shocked as she stared up at him.
Why is he being this way with her? Is this mercy before death?
He sat her down again at the chair and brought the food closer to her, "Here, eat."