It was quite a wonder how anyone in their right mind would go out of their way to eat that.
Terra watched with a deep grimace etched across her face.
Her older sister, Emilia, didn't seem to react at all.
As for the princess...
Abellona calmly popped another sour grape into her mouth.
This was the tenth one.
They were called sour grapes, but Terra was convinced they were a crime against the human tongue. They were the sort of fruit that could twist a person's face into the most ridiculous expression after a single bite.
Yet Abellona simply chewed.
Her expression didn't change in the slightest.
Terra had no idea whether to be impressed or horrified.
Unable to keep watching, she cleared her throat and shifted the conversation.
"Damon Grey is still in the Anarchy Mountains, isn't he? He promised to send a report, yet we've heard nothing."
Abellona paused for a brief moment before swallowing the grape.
