Let the Right One In

Chapter 8

Chapter 8: The Queen of Hussein's

I conceive, I'm going to puke and throw up all the viands that I've already taken in my famishment!

Like, what the fudge! I think I'm ready to die, can you imagine how legion the amount of food that Queen Esme put on my plate!

It's so multitudinous! I'm starving, severely really am. But not to the point, that I'm going to die not because of hunger barring  because of suffocation of too much food intake!

It really freaks the hell out of me! I'm already full, but the Queen is looking at me attentively with a non compos mentis smile on her gorgeous face.

I badly want to stop myself from eating all the food that she put on my plate, but in my trepidation, that she'll don't like my table manners, I overbear the worst feeling that I've ever have.

I keep myself up to, elapsed the entire food on my plate. The Queen seems happy and delighted, as you can see on her face. She really is.

I didn't know what happen in my surroundings, I'm all ears and spirit, towards the gaze of the Queen of Picaresque.

I still composed myself up, and showing my face with all smile and gladness into it. I really want to run out here, but I just couldn't do it.

Cause' if I do, that will be very a bad impression they will get from me. The food  is supremely savoury, not until I already forced myself to eat it all. Just in the name of good impression from them.

How pathetic, but it all will be worth it. I guess? The King Alaric and the the Prince Noire of Picaresque, are also esculent the feast on their elongated and lavish table.

They antecedently, digging in and eating feline. The Queen, also get her own plate and already getting  some victuals for her to eat.

While there's me, badly want to throw up and vomit all the food that's on my stomach. I can't take it anymore, this is too much for me! I just want to eat, but this extravagant and awful way that I almost murdered from it.

The queen stop herself from eating, and then get some paper tissue on the side of her plate and wiping the side of her lips lithesome.

Perhaps, that's the gesture that she's already done. She eat a very less amount of food that mine, she's not that starving conceivably.

The two men are still eating, not either talking to each other. That's the manner! A well table attitude indeed.

But this, lady beside me is a real definition of  difference from them. She then turned to me once again. I gulped and tryin' to find some air for me to breath in. It's a bloody war for sure. Tss.

"I'm vastly happy, miss Kane. That you're finally here. I've waited for a very long time to eventually meet you," the queen aforementioned congruously.

Please, help me God!

"My queen, miss Kane is probably tired from that long journey we've done. Mind me, if I steal her away from you?" Thankfully, Noire interrupt the queens words for me.

I incredibly don't know what to enunciate. I simply smile and pretend, that everything is alright. Their words,  are totally messed up my mind.

Instead of giving a response, I prefer to stay quite, and just go with what Noire's sententia to the queen. In that way, no plans will be intrude up.

Still need to play the safe game, in able to have a privilege to stay here. That's the only way, I can get to their circle of operative.

"Oh! I'm really sorry, dear. I almost forgot that, you just came from a very tiring journey just to arrive here in our heart-warming palace. My bad, I frightfully sorry about my attitude towards you," the sincerity, is revolving around on every words that she uttered.