@revenantphantom Mera gathers a healthy fork-full of cheesy lasagna & guides it in Arthur’s direction.
“I’ve special plans for tonight, my love. I hope you are not all that busy.”
@revenantphantom Seriously, my king. You know that.”
An amiable grin whilst leaning forward to wrap her lips around the fork that held a piece of Arthur’s dinner. It was delectable, as always.
“Delicious, love.
Would you like some of my pasta?”
It was actually lasagna, but —