As the steam rose and the warm light filled the Shelter, the dishes were finally placed on the table.
The rich aroma of hotpot spread through the room, making even the cold outside feel distant.
Vikram picked up his chopsticks, then glanced at Sophia. "Sit."
Sophia shook her head slightly. "I'll eat after you, Master."
Vikram frowned. "Why?"
"That's how it should be…" she replied softly.
But before she could finish, Vikram directly pulled out a chair and gently pushed her down onto it.
"I said sit. Eat with me."
Sophia was slightly startled… but she didn't resist. She quietly sat down beside him. Inside, a faint warmth spread through her chest.
Master… is treating me well… Her resolve deepened silently. From this moment on, her loyalty toward him only grew stronger. If there were a loyalty meter, it would have soared through the roof.
Just as Vikram picked up a piece of meat and started eating, a notification sound suddenly rang out.
