Chapter 39: Battle of Kings

"This is delicious." "That one's good too." "…" The lure of good food was irresistible. Emmy Saiger ate like she hadn't eaten in days, plowing through everything on the table. Lewis Casson couldn't stop chuckling. "No one's fighting you for it. Slow down. If you choke, I'm not giving you the Heimlich." Emmy had been teased so many times that, at first, she snapped back, then gave up arguing altogether. In the end, enjoying every bite mattered more than saving face. An hour later, the feast...