"Forgive me, I cannot stop laughing," Ophelia said, covering her mouth to help the laughter stop.
Dante pulled out Ophelia's chair at the dining table. "You must make it stop since it isn't funny."
Ophelia tried once more to be serious, but she couldn't. Laughter soon filled the dining hall, gathering the attention of the knights.
Ophelia laughed at Dante sulking all the way from the bedchamber to the dining hall.
"What did I miss? I want to laugh as well," Theo said, curious what had Ophelia so happy.
"It is nothing," Dante said as he sat down beside Ophelia.
Alice chose a seat out of arm's length from Dante. It was odd to sit down with the Hastings, and with the other servants staring, it grew even more uncomfortable.
Alice reached for a glass to pour water, and at the same time, Thomas sat down beside her. "What are you doing? This is the table for the Hastings and guests."
