Party.
That was what this was supposed to be but...
Not a word was exchanged since the food had been served.
Maybe... Arthur was too overwhelmed with happiness that he couldn't muster any words to fill the awkward silence—or that was what I wanted to say, but—
Looking at the guy gobbling down huge chunks of food, I had to retract my statement.
Arthur was indeed happy, but maybe his happiness was on a level that was difficult to measure.
Turning to look at my right, Julien was the same, as he stuffed his mouth with roasted meat.
Sensing my gaze, Julien turned to look at me, but before he could make eye contact, I looked down, focusing on my end of the food.
I was the only one who was eating like a civilised person... Maybe she was too.
Raising my head slightly, I took a glance at Sophie, who was using a knife to carefully cut the meat into small pieces.
Noticing my gaze, Sophie returned it... with a stiff face.
