|| Lilac's POV ||

The server appeared then, her presence a welcome distraction.

“Do you want anything else? You’ve barely touched your food, Miss. We can bring you something else,” she said, her tone polite but tinged with worry.

“Oh, I’m good. I just don’t have much of an appetite,” I said, my smile strained.

She nodded and retreated, but not before casting another glance in my direction.

“What’s up with her?” Elara asked, her eyes following ...