The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 258

Chapter 258: You Dare Spoil My Meal With Her?

"Your Highness, this..."

"Start eating," he interrupted her.

Oriana still hesitated. He stared at her, his ocean blue eyes making her a little breathless. "Take it as my apology for that night when instead of helping you, I walked away."

Complicated feelings spread inside her chest. Oriana realized he was talking about that night she fell in the lake. She pressed her lips into a thin line. That moment was painful to remember, but she was over it already.

They ate in peace, and aside from the fact neither of them were speaking, Oriana felt everything between them was perfectly fine. She was beginning to enjoy their meal.

’And this taste!’

The steak was so tender and juicy, each slice was literally melting in her mouth. The vegetables in the salad were fresh and crisp, the flavors exploding with each bite, and then the servers began to bring in more courses, which the head server began to introduce as the specialty of their restaurant.

However, as soon as the servers left their table, Arlan’s brows furrowed. Oriana noticed it.

’Is the food not to his liking?’

Without warning, Arlan stood up. Imbert was about to stand up from his seat as well, but Arlan’s gaze gave him a silent command that made him remain seated.

Oriana was also about to stand up, but heard Arlan say, "Finish your dish by the time I return."

"Huh?" She felt puzzled. "But Your Highness—"

As his personal attendant, wasn’t she required to follow him around like his shadow?

"I will be back in a bit. Do as I say."

His firm authoritative voice made her nod obediently. He walked towards the entrance of the building after he passed another meaningful gaze to his guardian knight.

Oriana glanced at Imbert who resumed eating even though his master stepped out. Wasn’t he supposed to follow the prince? What kind of knight was he?

Imbert noticed her gaze on him and he stared back fearlessly, which made Oriana immediately avert her gaze. She began to eat once more. She wondered about Arlan’s reaction.

’So it’s not the taste of the food,’ she realized. ’Why did he go out all of a sudden? In the middle of a meal at that. I am no expert at etiquette but I am sure that leaving just like that is considered bad manners. But then again, I’m just his servant, not a noble lady he needs to impress.’

Meanwhile, after stepping outside the restaurant building, Arlan’s gaze wandered around. The frown lines on his forehead deepened as he stared in a particular direction.

Black magic.

Faint enough for most supernatural beings not to notice, but it was no doubt black magic. _{ƒreewebɳovel.com}

A majority of people could not differentiate between black magic and the power of darkness, as both of them had the darkness attribute, but for a divine beast like Arlan, he could sense the corrupted energy possessed by black magic practitioners.

Since their magic was gained and strengthened using living sacrifices, black magic felt evil and unnatural.

Earlier, he caught a trace of black magic and realized he was being watched. The one who was observing him casted a spell that would allow himself to merge with the shadows, probably not expecting his existence would be given away by his usage of black magic.

After all, in their eyes, Arlan was a human prince.