While we are eating together with the happy senior group, Leon tells me about his internship and keeps mentioning our father, who did not come to the party because he had to travel on business, which I skilfully ignore. Instead, a short time later, I divert attention to another topic and rave about the delicious herb prawns that I am eating right now.
"Better not eat too many of them, or your dress will burst," Roni hisses at me from the right side. "Besides, you are being watched by a certain gentleman, and you shouldn't think he'll have to kiss a fish later."
I raise my eyebrows and dab my mouth. "Who are you talking about?"
“Your noble knight who protected your crack ass. Don't look, but he stares over at us very often. "
I feel a flutter in my stomach again. "Where is he sitting?" I ask quietly, being as relaxed as possible.
“At the table next to the bride and groom's. By the way, did you see the guy next to him? Dear Scholli, what a cream cake! "