Shifting the Narrative

Aurora joined Xander for a candlelight in the dining room after he had finished freshening up.

She didn't think he would continue with his pampering after she got a little under his skin an hour ago.

"You know," Aurora said to Xander while gesturing with her fork, "If you continue to treat me this way, I don't think you would be giving me any reasons to be mad at you. And let's hope you stay on your best behaviour longer than expected."

Xander raised his wine glass to her. "Believe me, Princess, I would hate to offend you." She was a handful and dealing with her would require you to pull on your tendons first before making progress. That was a hard one.

But something Xander did not understand was why Aurora chose to take the other end of the table if she was impressed by his efforts.

"Why did you choose to sit over there?" he inquired, forking a piece of steak into his mouth.