Felicia glanced around the hall and spotted Delya at another table, sitting beside Gracelle. Delya wore her usual dreamy expression, one palm pressed against her cheek, her spoon resting between her lips with a mouthful of chocolate cake. Her eyes were half-lidded, lost in bliss.
"Mm~ Delicious~"
Gracelle smiled, glancing at her own plate. Small cakes layered with glistening fruit jelly caught the chandelier light, the colored layers glowing like stained glass. She reached for her spoon and scooped a generous bite, the jelly trembling slightly on the tines, the fruit pieces sparkling within.
She lifted it to her lips, took the whole spoonful, and closed her eyes as she chewed. A soft hum of pleasure escaped her.
"Mm. This is really good."
Felicia moved toward their table, her steps graceful, her tail swaying slowly behind her. She stopped beside them and glanced over the spread. Plates of layered cakes, bowls of glistening jelly, small tartlets crowned with cream, and more.
