Anasthasia glances towards Salt from her seating position by the sofa. A ramdon chuckle or two left Salt while she tries to eat her lunch. Salt couldn't get the reality of the situation at hand.

Salt Roberts is mate with Anastasia Cliff, sister of the Reckoning Queen. That gives a lot of subliminal messages on it's own. Good and bad ones that Salt isn't prepare for yet. She doesn't want to get on any of them yet. She wants to enjoy how Anasthasia pink cheeks get when they lock eyes. The way her eyes light up when Salt says her name. A smile on Salt's lips when Alamar isn't anywhere in a close proximity.

If he were to make fun of my Anasthasia, I would ripped his spine on the spot. Hell! He better run if he made her cry like that Jeremy fucker did. I was glad the Queen kick his ass or I swear to the Lord oh mighty... We would have gotten in a war.

A sweet smiles paints on my mates lips. She giggles away while I enjoy my fantastic lunch. I forgot how sweet is to get food in your system, "Tell me, Salt.. how does it feel?". I look up locking eyes with Anasthasia a smile plaster itself on my lips instantly. Her cheeks turn a light red giving her pale complexion some sign if alive.

"Good. I haven't eaten anything since very early today. I was starving!". Salt grins in gratitude when my lips made contact with her favorite juice. Anasthasia stands by Salt's side in a heart beat. Anasthasia places her cold palms on Salt's forehead checking her temperature for some reason. A confusion falls upon Salt before she can ask anything Anasthasia sighs in relief, "Well, you have none of the starving signs".

That was all it took to make the present werewolf and Salt herself laugh out loud. A darker red colors turns Anasthasia's cheek, "What?".

"I wasn't truly starving, dear. It was an expression". Salt replies only turning Anasthasia's cheeks more redder by the second, "HUH?!!!".

"Come, seat with me". Anathasia looks around for a seat very unhappy not seeing one, "There isn-". She was interrupted by Salt placing her down on her legs. Anasthasia's cheek reach another level of embarrassment when her face turn completely red. She turns around to Salt's face so much closer to her, "Hi", were the only words the young royal could muster.

Salt smiles widely holding onto Anasthasia with a bigger smile on her face. A hand strongly but softly around Anathasia's stomach being sure there was enough space on her legs for Anasthasia. Salt move her chair away from the table so Anathasia could have more space to feel comfortable though the closeness or Salt sudden approach to the situation has a beautiful effect on the Princess.

I can't say I really hate it seeing her blush is the light of my day. Oh, Anasthasia, dear.. I love how you make me feel.