"I am willing."
Eliza Grant was arranged by Miles Monarch to stay in a side hall of Volantis Palace, very close to the main hall. After a while, someone from The Imperial Kitchen sent a meal. Looking at the large table of delicacies, Eliza thought of her birth mother far away in the Kingdom of Quincy.
He was sent as a hostage, and his mother's situation must be worse. In this cold weather, did her asthma flare up again, and who was taking care of her?
Miles Monarch saw that Eliza Grant took a few bites and then stopped. He asked, puzzled, "Why did you stop eating? Is it not tasty?" He picked up one of the dishes to inspect it. "I had the Imperial Chef make a few of my favorite dishes. If you don't like them, I'll have them redo it."
"No," Eliza mumbled, taking a few more bites. "It's very tasty," but swallowed too quickly, leading to a bit of choking. "I've never had such delicious dishes."
