Chapter 105

• Dinner was a sterile affair. The dining room, which was usually a place of warmth and shared laughter, felt cavernous and cold. The only sounds were the rhythmic clinking of silverware against porcelain, nothing else.
• Kael watched Morvienne across the table. She was eating, but it seemed mechanical. She was also not sitting close to him like before.
• Trying to bridge the growing chasm between them, he cleared his throat and attempted a light topic. "How's dinner? Enjoying it?"