Blade confidently approached the table, his steps deliberate and purposeful. His eyes locked onto his partner, observing the furrowed brow and frustrated expression that adorned her face. Sensing her distress, he spoke up, concern etched in his voice, "You appear to be upset. Is everything alright?"

Bella averted her gaze from the cardigan she had crafted for the king, now claimed by the doctor as her own. Hoping to divert attention from the events of the previous night, she mustered ...