A Comfortable Day In

The way Desmond gripped the arm of the chair he sat in, Leonor knew he was taken aback since she couldn't see the finer details of his expression. It only served to widen her smile.

"You shouldn't be serving me," he said. 

"Doesn't mean I don't want to," Leonor admitted. "Please try one. I hope the tansies are as good as I remember from my childhood." 

He couldn't continue without her enjoying it alongside him. He wanted to pull out her chair but a maid who was paying attention pulled out Leonor's chair first. 

"Please, join me," he said. "I don't want to enjoy this while you stand there." 

Leonor relented by allowing the maid to take her apron and joining Desmond at the table. 

Once his wife was next to him, Desmond didn't hesitate to try the food she made first. With a fork and a knife, he took a bite and contemplated it for a few moments.