The early morning light gently filtered through the high windows of Red Tide City, softly casting on the carved long table and silver-edged plates, as if murmuring softly in this tranquil morning.
This was Louis's first time having breakfast with Duke Edmund's family.
Also his first time, sitting as both "Red Tide Lord" and "son-in-law" at the table of the most powerful duke in the Northern Territory.
He wore a neat black formal suit, with complete etiquette, neither humble nor arrogant.
The Duke sat at the main seat, his expression calm, his gaze as distant as a snowfield.
To his left was Lady Irina, still in a fog blue long dress, gentle and elegant.
And on Louis's right was Emily, sitting cautiously, yet her gaze quietly fixed on his profile for a long time.
The long table was filled with exquisite breakfast: hot wheat cakes and cheese laid on silver plates, warm honey wine in fine porcelain pot, and slices of smoked salmon, golden orange in color and fragrant.
