Andres looked at Emma, whose cheeks were pink and nervous. He tilts of his lips. He was a boy, and he understood why the waitress was behaving like that. "I ordered the best food here. Whatever it was. Probably the most ordered food." Andres shrugged his shoulders. Actually, he wasn't hungry, he came to this cafe just because he wanted to chat with Arion and Auristela. His stomach was already full of two pieces of bread made by Jemima, his regular baker.

"Me too. Whatever it is. Because I'm not a picky eater. I'll eat everything as long as it's not poison." Anthoni smiled shyly. Before becoming Andres' friend and bodyguard, he used to eat carelessly, the important thing being that his stomach was full.

Emma nodded in understanding. She saw Auristela, who was eating voraciously. "How about grilled venison? Like Auristela eats."

Auristela, deliberately avoided Andres and Anthoni's faces because of embarrassment; her voice that was fighting with Arion was heard outside. She turned to And