Alexander shifted slightly in his seat as he watched Eleanora hurriedly take her seat beside him. Her movements were composed as she deliberately tried to ignore the eyes on her.
Eleanora reached for her tea, her voice soft but pointed as she murmured.
"Good morning, Father."
"Good morning, everyone."
Silence,
The dining room once again turned silent as Eleanora greeted everyone, but no one dared to make a sound due to the chilly aura surrounding Alexander.
Daniella lazily flicked her tail as Albert petted her lovingly, completely ignorant about their surroundings.
Everyone continued to eat silently, and it was only when Alexander reached for his cup, lifted it with a still-bleeding hand from where the glass had earlier cut his palm, that Eleanora hurriedly grabbed his hands with a worried look.
"How did it happened?!"
Eleanora asked in concern as warmth spread in his hand, her healing powers slowly healed his wound completely.
