The soft murmur of conversations filled the elegant dining hall, accompanied by the gentle clinking of silverware against porcelain. Delphinia sat at the VVIP table, her posture relaxed but her mind slightly restless. Across from her sat Lydia, who smiled politely as Ashton picked at his food. Though the tension between Lydia and Ashton was still evident, the lunch had been surprisingly smooth.
"I hope the pasta is to your liking," Lydia said, her tone light as she glanced between Delphinia and Ashton.
Delphinia returned the smile. "It's delicious, thank you for the recommendation."
Ashton nodded briefly but remained mostly silent, occasionally sneaking glances at Delphinia for reassurance.
"Excuse me for a moment," Delphinia said, pushing her chair back. "I need to use the restroom."