The Princess and the Paupers

Chapter 51

Romeo sat down next to Arabella, holding her hand tightly and handing her the menu. “What would you like to eat?” Arabella took a gander at the menu, picked a few dishes haphazardly, Romeo padded the order with a bunch more. As the manager ducked out of the room, Arabella arched an eyebrow, “Mind letting go now?”

Romeo asked demurely and seriously, “Can we hold it a little longer? Just for a moment… It’s a sight for sore eyes during the day too, I’ll bring you here next time, alright?”

Arabella stayed mum. After a beat, the manager waltzed in with a few chefs, dishes in tow.

At lunch today, Romeo had taken note of the dishes Arabella didn’t touch, and the ones she seemed to fancy, so he had a rough idea of her taste and ordered accordingly.

“All this grub, you think you can polish it off?” Arabella eyed the spread, a good twenty dishes laid out before them.

“Slow and steady.” Romeo’s one hand was still holding hers, the other serving her dishes.

“Can I have my hand back now?”

If he didn’t let go, she wouldn’t be able to eat!

of her right hand,

Arabella was speechless.

Arabella

“Yup.”

I think we need to rap.”

eating first.” Romeo peeled a shrimp perfectly, picking

leave it here, I’ll eat

popped the shrimp right into her

but Romeo didn’t get ruffled. He looked back at her with a

“Yuck!”

a heart attack, stuttering in broken English, “Which dish didn’t suit your palate? Just say the word, I’ll fix it right

talking about the person, not the food.”

foreign chef was a tad confused, unsure what

can scram.”

the manager beat

before him tenderly, “I