Because I have a lot to teach you

CAELLUM’S POV

Naledi dropped a tray of food in front of me.

I stared at the content, wondering what on earth it was.

“I hope you enjoy your meal, my lord!” She said, taking a seat on the dining chair beside me.

Our eyes met and I deadpanned. “What is this?”

“Dinner.” She said blinking like she didn’t know what she’d done.

I took a spoon and scooped its contents, taking a long good look at it.

“Is that?” My eyes narrowed and my nose scrunched, “brown soup?”

“I made a delicacy.” She purred, “Let’s call it Naledi’s special. Have a taste. I bet you’d love it.”

I dropped my spoon, shaking my head at her ridiculousness. “Are you trying to kill me?”

She sported an aghast look. “What? Of course not! That would be me breaking one of the set rules. You know I can’t do that.”

All her words reeked of sarcasm. Was this her way of rebelling against me? I gave her my best poker face.