"Come and seat with me. I do not want to eat alone. I do not want you to go."
Danika turned towards him at the deep baritone of his voice, her heart doing a summersault.
He doesn't want her to go. He wants her to stay with him.
"As you wish, Your Highness." She replied hoarsely.
She walked back to the dinning table and sat down beside him. He dug into the broth in front of him, scooping it up and into his mouth.
She watched him eat, keeping quiet because she knows how much he loves his silence. There was no food in front of her, she wasn't really hungry.
Just having this moment to watch him eat was enough to feel whatever hunger in her. She loves him that much.
Folding her hands on her laps, she resisted the urge to caress her baby. It's a bad habit she has developed over the past few weeks; touching and caressing her belly in private whenever she's thinking of the King.
A bad habit, considering her situation. But, one she couldn't stop.