Violet
Half a slice of toast.
That was all I managed.
Honestly, I considered it a victory.
The tea stayed down too, which was another win.
Considering every smell coming from the clubhouse kitchen seemed determined to turn my stomach inside out.
I pushed the rest of my toast away.
Doom immediately noticed.
“Done, Woman?”
“Very.”
“You barely ate shit.”
“Because your princess apparently hates breakfast.”
The corner of his mouth lifted.
I pointed at him.
“Don't start.”
“Didn't say shit.”
“You're smirking.”
“Can't help my face, Woman.”
I rolled my eyes.
Thane was perfectly content beside us with a full belly.
While his mother couldn't look at another piece of food without feeling nauseous.
Doom leaned over and kissed my temple.
“Go get away from the smell.”
That sounded
