Andrew looked Anna up and down and said with a smile, "I can tell you've had it rough. A noblewoman wearing such tattered clothes."
"Tattered? Where are they tattered? This is the only outfit I have without patches."
Anna was startled and hurriedly checked herself from head to toe, looking quite anxious. As Andrew enjoyed the sight, he said, "Sorry, I was mistaken."
Anna looked up and glared at Andrew. What did the look in someone's eyes when they wanted to stab a person look like? Just look at Anna's eyes right now.
Andrew laughed loudly. "Prepare dinner for me. We'll discuss the rest after we eat."
Anna gritted her teeth. She had no desire to entertain this guy, but for her brother's sake, she stamped her foot and went to prepare dinner anyway.
What did a medieval noble's dinner look like?
A large plate held a roast chicken that was only slightly burnt, surrounded by small tomatoes and laid over lettuce.
It was not that Anna deliberately meant to slight Andrew. This was all her family could afford now. If it were not for her brother, Anna would never have taken out the roast chicken. She had been busy preparing it for quite a while.
Andrew glanced at the roast chicken, picked up his knife and fork, and elegantly enjoyed his dinner. Seeing that he did not mock her cooking, Anna let out a sigh of relief and began eating the fish in front of her.
As a noble, satisfying one's guests was basic etiquette. Though her family had declined, Anna still wished to preserve its dignity.
This guy isn't all that bad.
Anna thought to herself. Before long, the two finished dinner. Andrew took a sip of wine and said, "Not bad. I managed to scam another