A Dinner [2]
They continued eating in companionable silence, occasionally broken by soft exchanges about mundane topics.
As the meal progressed, Velnorah smiled warmly, and with a mischievous glint in her eye, she leaned closer, her gaze locked onto Zhao Tian.
She held up the fork, a tender slice of steak speared delicately on its tines.
"Here, try this," she said in a playful tone as she extended the fork toward him.
A faint frown tugged at his lips, but under her expectant gaze, he relented with a sigh and leaned forward slightly.
She guided the bite to his lips, and he accepted it reluctantly.
The flavors burst on his tongue... rich, savory, and laced with the faintest hint of something sweet, like honeyed wine.
"Well?" she asked, watching him with the same smile on her face.
"It's good," he replied, munching down the meat.