Caius didn't miss the way Henry entered the dining room. He had his head bent and he seemed more anxious than usual as he looked around the dining room. However, he didn't approach the table and just stood in the corner while Caius ate.
Caius narrowed his gaze at Henry suspiciously. It wasn't unusual for the steward to leave the dining room during mealtimes. He was in charge of the castle and more often than not, his attention was required elsewhere, so having a servant come call for him was nothing out of the ordinary—but for some reason, this time felt a little different.
Caius wiped his lips and placed the dirty napkin on the table just as his mother let out a gasp. Caius did his best to maintain a neutral expression, even though he knew what she would say would likely irk him.
"Don't tell me you're done eating," she said in that high-pitched voice he couldn't stand. "You haven't been eating well, Caius. I fear you might lose weight."
