44 44. Suspense

Ariana remained silently seated on sofa, eating pudding out of a bronze bowl using a silver spoon while Nate rested on the bed of the chamber assigned to him, with his back leaned against the soft and puffy headboard.

"There used to be a time when you didn't eat much and look at you now!", exclaimed Nate. "Snatching the bowl from that poor server and devouring the dessert that was meant for everyone. People must be waiting for their share back at the table, you greedy voracious eater!"

Ariana took a look at him and muttered lazily. "You and me were waiting for our mates too. Until someone else snatched them from us. Actually those two chose each other but the lesson is people don't always get what they want."

Nate shot up from bed. "Why are you being extra philosophical about insignificant things?" He asked, frustrated.

"You asked me a question. I answered it." replied Ariana.