ARGON

"Just taste it. Trust me, you're going to love the soup," I assured Brielle, giving her a spoon of the soup the maids had prepared.

But she didn't want to take it from my hand. She had her mouth facing the other direction, avoiding me from feeding her.

I would have waited for Tania to do this, but I sent her to get a freshly made apple juice for Brielle. With the soup here, I decided to feed Brielle, so it won't turn cold.

But someone ...