Gregoria's expression remained composed for a moment, but her eyes betrayed her. She shifted in her seat, her posture tensing slightly, as if to regain control of the situation.
Julian smirked, enjoying how Gregoria was reacting to his teasing. With a chuckle, he dipped his tongue into the milk, slowly swirling it before licking in a deliberately sensual manner.
Gregoria remained composed, but Julian noticed the way her grip on her glass tightened slightly. She acted uninterested, but he knew that he was pushing through.
Pulling back, he licked his lips clean and sighed. "Milk tastes better this way."
Gregoria finally exhaled, looking away as if nothing had happened.
***
As the feast concluded, everyone stood to leave, heading to their respective chambers.
Gregoria rose gracefully from her seat and turned toward the corridor leading to her room. She walked away without sparing Julian a single glance.