Third Person's POV
Her nose scrunched in visible distaste as she observed the crude eating habits of their fellow diners.
She stole a glance at Velcy and to her utter disbelief, she looked positively delighted.
The little girl's bright eyes darted around in eager fascination and was completely unfazed by the barbaric spectacle unfolding before them.
Virelle couldn't fathom how someone so delicate and cheerful could be so drawn to such a boorish and untamed environment.
They settled at a long sturdy wooden table that was positioned right beside the glass wall and gave them a prime view of the cooking process.
The table was clean and was a stark contrast to the rugged surroundings.
It was even adorned with small ornamental plants that added a surprising touch of elegance to the otherwise rough-hewn atmosphere.
Ethan turned his attention to the dark elf Aurae and flashed her a warm inviting smile before gesturing toward the seat across from him.
