Capítulo 139: I'm not inflexible, I'm honorable

She felt much better the next day. Tieya scolded her about pushing herself too hard, but in her opinion, Tieya was the last person who could make such a complaint.

She made her way down to the dining hall in time for lunch.

Hugin loped along at Octavian's heel as he attended the meal.

The dining hall was done in glittering blue, ice sculptures of wolves and dragons running through snow and wind, blowing fire into the sky. The table was laden with silver platters covered in fish, game, and sweets, a tribute to Pristan.

The servants brought in the platters of food as she sat down at the head of the table.

Snowball pawed at it until she gave him bites of smoked salmon.

The large dining table was absolutely covered with different varieties of food; there were large slices of grilled beef tenderloin cooked medium rare alongside seared pork chops with caramelized onions and roasted garlic cloves while fresh-caught trout sat next to peas and carrots.