One thing he had to admit, despite having all the ingredients at home, eating at a rich man's house was always a different experience.
There were so many dishes that Luke paused for a moment, letting his eyes wander from one to the next.
He had attended plenty of formal gatherings in his previous life, so he didn't gawk at the table like an amateur.
He calmly ran his eyes over while his posture remained relaxed.
"Go ahead, Luke. I hope everything suits your taste," Baldon said. He was the only other person seated at the table.
Roxanne and several servants stood nearby, ready to provide anything they might need.
Luke would have invited Roxanne to join them, but this wasn't his home, nor was Roxanne his mate for him to make such a request.
He reached for the strange dish wrapped in a leaf. At first glance, the outside looked slightly charred.
There were no spoons or utensils, so he unwrapped it with his hands and found it filled with meat and black beans.
