An Uncomfortable Dinner II

Prince Deacon's face purpled as he was forcefully reminded of Orion's feats.

Meanwhile, Orion's heart was beating so loudly that he was sure that everyone at the table could hear it. His wife was standing up for him. The candlelight illuminated her blonde hair, causing it to shine as though she had a halo over her head. Her grip on his hand was iron, and so was her voice as she continued to speak. 

"More importantly, I don't see how my husband's cutlery habits are your concern. He can cut his meat with a cutlass at the dining table for all I care, so long as he loves me enough to feed me off his plate," Soleia finished, with a smile that dared them to contest further.

"We will eat however we like." 

To hammer her point home, she put down her knife and fork to pick up her own dessert knife and fork, deliberately matching Orion. She then used that knife to cut a piece of steak to put on Orion's plate.