Chapter 15: Chapter 15: Dinner with the Enemy

Malcolm

I led the way to our smaller dining hall. The table only seated eight and I figured it'd be easier to speak with Avery in a cozier setting. The main dining hall had several long tables that could incorporate hundreds of guests, with the high table having the queen's chair and her three consorts as well.

Avery muttered under her breath as she followed me with Darrius trailing after her. No doubt he watched to ensure she didn't clout me over the head.

"Have a seat." I waved a hand to the table and chairs.

She took one at the head of the table and I forced my face neutral. It was the spot a queen would take. Or someone used to not having their back to an entrance.

A fire crackled in the hearth directly opposite her, bringing shadows and light flickering across her features. Her eyes looked a golden hue rather than their brownish-color.

"Do either of you cook?" She arched an eyebrow almost in a challenge.