A gentle breeze brushed past, carrying the distinctive sound of waves from the East District of South Wantina Territory.
The natural light over the coast outside gradually grew brighter. After Hughberlian drew open the curtains, it illuminated the spotless bedroom.
At that moment, heat and the aroma of cooked food filled the bedroom.
For Talia's appetizer, Lanchi had prepared Steamed Lobster with Herb Butter. The fresh lobster had been split in half, its meat tender and succulent, with herb-infused butter drizzled over it and thin lemon slices and finely chopped cilantro arranged around the side.
The dish was finished in less than a minute.
Next, Lanchi brought out the main course, Slow-Cooked Steak with Wild Mushroom Sauce. He cut it into bite-sized pieces for her and brought them to her mouth. The carefully selected beef shank had been slow-cooked until tender and juicy, its surface lightly charred and covered in a rich Black Truffle and Red Wine sauce. Sliced South Wantina-style mushrooms made it even more delicious.
As Lanchi fed her, he occasionally wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin. Whenever she was about to feel thirsty, Lanchi would ask in advance whether she wanted something to drink.
At first, Talia had sat upright, but she gradually relaxed without realizing it, leaning against the headboard and emptying her mind. She simply kept opening her mouth and chewing, cooperating with Lanchi.
Hughberlian had no idea how to describe the scene.
It should have been a rather heartwarming sight.
But Hughberlian felt the wife-like toxicity radiating from Lanchi intensifying again. He seemed very pleased to turn Tata completely into a useless person who could do nothing but open her mouth.
Hughberlian had heard the Poet of Great Love say that Lanchi also liked to feed his animal friends breakfast on