From the corner of the hall, Ren watched Zayden and Eiran with Leon. They appeared like a family, without him. His chest squeezed tightly, but he smiled. At least now, Eiran wouldn't feel unloved or neglected, with so many people there to care for him.
"Oh dear!" Lillia exclaimed, approaching Ren.
"I've been searching everywhere for you! Come and have dinner with me," she wrapped his hand around his wrist, leading him towards the servant's quarters.
Ren simply followed, turning to see Eiran and Zayden once again.
At the dining table, Ren took a spoonful of rice into his mouth. Lillia had returned to her duty after having a short meal. His gaze fell on Paul, stepping closer to the table, holding a packet of red liquid in his hand.
Curious, he asked, "What is this?"
Paul who was about to sit tilted his head to the side before gasping.
"OH! This? Blood!" He grinned.
The spoon instantly dropped from Ren's hand, clattering against the ceramic plate.
