Cordelia, who sat across from the human and noticed how she was barely touching her food and looked lost in thought, glared at her as she sipped from her blood wine. Bringing the cup down, a smile so sweet graced her face as she said, "Are you all right? You've barely touched your food."
Belle, who had been poking at her food while wondering where Kuhn was, looked up at the woman sitting across from her at her words. Mustering a small smile, she replied, "I'm fine. I had too many snacks earlier today when we went out shopping, so I suppose I'm not feeling very hungry."
It wasn't a lie—she had eaten a few treats offered to her by the Madam Elizabeth in an effort to please her. But that wasn't the reason for her lack of appetite. The truth was, the food simply didn't taste the same without better company beside her. And she wasn't stupid—she'd felt the vampiress glaring daggers at her the entire time.
