Holly Wyatt puffed her cheeks out, jabbing at the small cake on her plate with a fork. She stared at Silas Thornton's wrist, cheering him on in her head.
'Harder! Harder! Crush them!'
Silas Thornton heard the movement beside him and glanced over. The sight of Holly Wyatt's puffed-out cheeks filled his vision.
'Haaaah... My cub is still the only one who's easy on the eyes! So well-behaved, so soft, so sweet-smelling. Everyone else at this banquet stinks! Their bodies stink! Their mouths stink! Such filthy creatures!'
Holly Wyatt nodded in agreement and stuffed a large bite of cake into her mouth.
'Silas Thornton was right!'
'Hm? Why is my cub nodding? I didn't say anything just now, did I?'
Holly Wyatt's chewing froze. She sheepishly lowered her eyes, the corners of her mouth twitching awkwardly.
'How could I not control myself and just respond to Silas like that?'
