Betty's POV. 

The dining hall was mostly quiet, lit with warm lanterns that softened the edges of the room. 

I sat down hesitantly, still embarrassed about the hallway incident, but hunger had decided for me. 

The moment the plate was placed before me, I didn’t even pretend to be graceful, I started eating like someone who hadn’t seen food in days.

Damien sat beside me.

And watched.

I tried to ignore it at first, pretending not to notice how his eyes kept lingering on me instead ...