Pass the wine or blood?
The dinner table was set. There was a variety of dishes ranging from fish, meat and all sorts of pastries.
When Elena had said she would ask one of the helpers to make Blake dinner, he didn't expect this much.
But ever since gaining his consciousness and meeting Elena for the first time, all she had done was be nice and treat him with adoration.
The two sat across each other. The entire time Elena had her fingers clasped together as she stared at Blake dive into meal after meal.
As they sat across from each other at the elaborately set dinner table, Blake couldn't help but marvel at the spread before him. The aroma of the food wafted through the air, enticing his senses and making his stomach rumble in anticipation. He glanced up to see Elena watching him intently, her fingers delicately interlocked as she observed his every move with a hint of amusement in her gaze.