145: S...S...Susan

Dorian’s POV

I was more than confused. Why was he welcoming me? Had he met me before?

I tried my best not to make my confusion known, but his keen eye had already seen my discomfort, and he gave me a reassuring part on the back.

"I can see that you are tense, but I assure you, there is nothing to worry about. Relax, eat and drink. We are more than honoured to have you here."

I gave a weak smile and took my seat in an empty chair on the right side of the King.

The table was filled with assorted foods, tingling the air and filling my lungs with a delicious and savoury concoction. My mouth began to water, but there were so many options that I had no idea what to start with.

I finally decided to go with the lightest option and ate silently while I watched the King eat heartily and make polite talk with his advisors on matters of the Empire.

Every now and then, I would steal a glance at him. His green eyes were dazzling, and they seemed to fill the room. The familiarity in them had not