He drank again. He'd lost track of the times the wine goblet had refilled itself at the halfway mark. Was it three? Four?
He laid down his fork, and the plate cleared itself, bringing an array of desserts instead. Laurent meant to resist them, meant to excuse himself, but he had a weakness for sweets, and a weakness for beautiful, intricate creations. He reached for one of the desserts, cutting off a tiny bite-sized piece with his fork. The castle had provided meals for him in his room, but they were always simpler meals, with a limited array of options. Each one had been fully up to Veretian standards, but nothing compared to the unparalleled opulence that appeared on the Beast's table.
Laurent's eyelashes fluttered for a moment in pleasure as he took a bite.
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He drank again. He'd lost track of the times the wine goblet had refilled itself at the halfway mark. Was it three? Four?
He laid down his fork, and the plate cleared itself, bringing an array of desserts instead. Laurent meant to resist them, meant to excuse himself, but he had a weakness for sweets, and a weakness for beautiful, intricate creations. He reached for one of the desserts, cutting off a tiny bite-sized piece with his fork. The castle had provided meals for him in his room, but they were always simpler meals, with a limited array of options. Each one had been fully up to Veretian standards, but nothing compared to the unparalleled opulence that appeared on the Beast's table.
Laurent's eyelashes fluttered for a moment in pleasure as he took a bite.