"What are you doing?" Caius asked when he noticed she wasn't walking to the table, but rather toward the bed.
Rose turned to look at Caius but tried to keep the tray away from his line of sight. She wasn't sure if she did a decent job, but it was better than nothing. "I don't want to bother you, Your Majesty."
Caius peered at her intently. "You will eat at the table," he replied.
Rose nodded. His tone made it hard to offer up an argument. Besides, she had herself to worry about over some maid. She couldn't comprehend why he was still here. He had written the letter and should be on his way.
Rose placed the tray on the table with a soft clank. She glanced at the crown prince but immediately regretted it as he was watching her and she met eyes with him. She didn't like the way a shiver crawled up her back.
She dropped to her seat and pulled the chair closer to the table. She picked up the bread and broke some of it. She eyed the soup but she knew she had to eat it.
