An Intimate Evening

Seraphina then lifted a separate plate and placed it right in front of Raven. The small cookies, which had been arranged on that precise plate sparkled exceptionally.

"These belong to the Duke, especially the prettiest ones," she said, her eyes sparkling with affection.

"I'll eat them well," Raven replied, trying to conceal his apparent feelings. If it wasn't for those two knights, he might have swept her up and straight away carried her to the bedroom.

Seraphina's lovely smile lingered endlessly in his head.

When he thought of how his two knights had seen the exact same smile, his lips straightened to a vertical line. Even though he had a smile around his mouth during lunch, he thought that it was much more pleasant then, rather than now.