The night before the banquet I
Elda kept looking at Velian with an anxious look, as he reached the table with his eyes looking at the things on it.
She gulped her saliva hoping that she didn't mess up too badly, as Velian reached for the metallic fork, next to the plate with his eyes travelling across the table searching for the most alluring item on the table.
Sticking his fork on a piece of juicy meat, which had a lot of meat on it, he brought it close to his mouth and with a graceful bite he started to taste it, with his eyes closed hoping to capture every single mistake in it.
*Gulp
Elda wasn't the only one who was waiting for Velian's response. Her group which she appointed also waited with their hands shaking.
"This meat!" Keeping his fork on the table, Velian looked at them without any expression in his eyes.