CHAPTER 50: KEEPING THINGS FROM EACH OTHER.RAYA'S POV.

For the next few minutes after we were served our meal, King Barakar and I ate in silence. It was awkwardly silent. Just the clattering of our utensils on the beautifully decorated ceramic plates filled the atmosphere around the table.

I threw brief glances at the King, unable to look boldly. He then placed his cutlery on his plate and looked at me.

"What's the matter, Raya? What seems to trouble you?" he asked calmly. He was genuinely ...