Silja was already at the dinner table when Donovan came out.
"Why aren't you resting. Let maids do the work," Don hugged her from behind with a frown on his face.
"I'm fine. Plus I know you don't like maids walking around in the room," Silja said.
"Come seat," Silja pulled a chair for him indicating that she was all fine.
Don lifted his eyebrows and smiled.
Why would he deny it when his wife was serving him so passionately!
He sat down and Silja took the seat beside him.
"What else happened back in Astraxia?" Silja asked as she served the food.
"We went to the southern kingdom and killed a few Witches," Donovan said casually.
Silja's hand halted which was serving him the soup.
"I thought you wanted to lay low for a few days," Silja commented. She continued putting good on his plate.
"Yes, but Jade messed up a few things and I had no choice," Donovan replied.
"What now?" Silja inquired.