It wasn’t entirely unjustified. Both Nyx and Bastet looked stunning in their gorgeous dresses, yet their behavior betrayed them.
Bastet was a recently subjugated monster girl whose concept of etiquette was in the beginning phases of development. Nyx, on the other hand, didn’t have the luxury of learning decorum. She’d spent her youth being scammed inside Maximilian’s scam "academy," where proper manners hadn’t been on the syllabus.
Still, lack of refinement didn’t mean lack of depth.
Nyx caught Vaelira’s look, held it a moment, then turned back to the feast. She wouldn’t apologize for being hungry. If having her stomach growl for a single second was enough to be looked down upon, then so be it. She didn’t care one bit what the sassy blond bitch thought.
"Good," Talia nodded, and just like that, everyone got seated. "I’m not going to hold a grand speech or anything boring like that. I prepared this table to celebrate your survival and recovery. Please enjoy."
Bastet’s head snapped toward Kaiden the instant Talia finished speaking. Her golden eyes were wide and glistening, pupils dilated into round orbs. The turbo-sexy felinid woman with immensely generous feminine proportions looked like a begging kitten that had waited far too long outside the treat jar.
Her fork and knife were already poised as she practically vibrated in place, silently pleading.
Kaiden let out a quiet laugh under his breath. It was a warm and fond sound. He gave her a small nod paired with an indulgent smile.
That was all she needed.
Bastet lit up as if someone had just unlocked her personal heaven. She took the first piece of mana-rich sashimi and brought it to her lips. She didn’t just eat; she savored.
Her eyes fluttered half-shut as she chewed slowly, thoughtfully, appreciating the delicate balance of texture and elemental essence. She murmured something no one understood.
Another slice vanished. Then another. Her tail flicked behind her endlessly. Even when she reached for the next piece, she dabbed her lips with a napkin first, clearly trying to act as refined as possible. She was failing—adorably—but the attempt alone softened the judgmental air around the table. The feral gleam in her eyes never left, but she was doing her best not to disgrace her master.
Seeing his needy kitten was placated, Kaiden turned his attention to Talia and inclined his head politely. "Thank you, Miss Talia. I appreciate the gesture. After everything, a warm gesture like this means more than you might realize."
Hearing that he wasn’t outright spiteful—at least not on the surface—made Talia feel a bit more at ease. Yes, Kaiden and his team had willingly signed the contract and entered the dungeon with full knowledge of the risks, but humans were fickle creatures. Cold logic didn’t always reign supreme, especially when it came to a man who almost lost his lover(s) in a single nightmare expedition.
The feast began just like that.
Though Vaelira, Sasha, and Jack had ridiculed Nyx and Bastet for their overt reactions to the food, that mockery didn’t last long. One taste of the mana-rich sashimi, and their poise melted with alarming speed. Sasha’s pinky dropped. Vaelira forgot to dab her lips. Even Jack gave a gruff grunt of approval as he reached for a second bite faster than was strictly dignified.
Across the table, Leon sat stiffly in his seat, trying very hard not to glower. He wasn’t the kind of man to begrudge another’s success, but this? This was just showing off on a level of being plain rude.
Kaiden wasn’t even allowed to touch his own utensils.


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