Chapter One-Sixty-Five: Betrayal

"Ahh...that hits the spot."

Ruby utters as she places her pitcher of cider beer on the table with a thud. Without missing a beat, she turns to the table grill and turns the thinly sliced steaks before they burn.

It was amusing watching her eat, actually more than amusing; I keep growing envious of her appetite.

Still, how were the Clive illegitimate children treated for her to behave this similarly to Violet and me?

While I like her playful maturity, we understand the scars that made us this way.

After explaining my dream as the ‘sun’ to her (I am not sure if she believes me or thinks I am crazy), we settle and enjoy each other’s company at the eatery that offers each table a small grill and a wide selection of meats for one to fry up themselves if they do not wish for any item from the precooked menu.

It took quite a bit of patience, but I finally finished the steak Violet made for me; it is hard to avoid eating when everything around me smells delicious; hell, even the smoke smelled