Atheline leaned against the kitchen wall his amused gaze directed at Lily. The fire flickered against her grey skin catching faintly on the sheen of sweat on her temples.
The kitchen felt too warm for her, she looked as though she didn't belong.
The engagement party had ended a few hours ago and Atheline had brought her to his home. His parents had stayed in the palace to finish their discussion so Atheline had decided to cook to reduce the tension that was about to come with her at home.
Lilith had refused to stay in the palace in front of everyone and insisted on sleeping at his home.
He had gone to the kitchen while she was bathing hoping to give her a small surprise to raise her souring mood but she had followed him a few minutes after.
And now here they were, she had insisted on doing the cooking instead of him and Atheline had decided to let her.
He watched her holding the small kitchen knife, as she cut into the vegetables.
