Dining Hall, Royal Palace
"Hun!… It's so sweet. What is this?"
"Hun!..this is saphinear soup, a mix of several types of different soups…here try this, my honey bun-Say 'Aaah'"
"Aaahh.."
Chup
A small part of something like potato smooches his upper lips and nose, earning a giggle from his mother as she reaches and cleans his giggly face with a napkin.
"Now, now, don't be in such a rush…."
Lucian is sitting on his mother's lap like a king on his rightful throne. Her bounty full breast his headrest, which has appeal enough to even make a succubus queen her slave, let alone a man.
Her gentle, motherly side is clearly overflowing as she, one by one, picks up a small portion of all the types of dishes present, enough to feed several dozens of people only due to its sheer number rather than individual quantity, on the grand table in front of her.
