After finding seats at the long, ornate dining tables of the packhouse’s dining room, the two women and the baby twins settled down to a delicious breakfast. They sat on one of the window tables, Diwa’s tray full of small plates filled with diced various delicious fruit in honey, cereal, and fresh cinnamon rolls. Siel had pancakes with fruit for the babies, along with crispy honey bacon, fluffy scrambled eggs, and fruit bits with cinnamon rolls, for herself.
Of course, this was the perfect time to catch up as they ate…
“Tell me, how are things going with him? I told him already that nothing should happen to you, or he will instantly see my evil side,” Di asked Siel while taking a big bite of her berries with yogurt and granola mix which she had in a small plastic bowl at the edge of her tray.
“Di, he’s awesome. Sometimes he feels too good to be true.”