"Master DeHaven, it's such a pleasure to host you tonight!" The manager of the restaurant hurriedly greeted them, bowing his head in their presence.
Lina was stunned that Kaden had brought her here. Reservations were often made four months in advance. The restaurant had been around for centuries now, starting off as a small hole-in-the-wall before transforming into fine dining. She recalled how Evelyn and her socialite friends always gossiped about finally snagging a seat at this restaurant.
"This must be the lovely lady you've reserved the private table for." The manager turned to the woman dressed in green. His eyes widened at how beautiful she was. Her hair was so dark, it was almost midnight blue. Her eyes were clear and sharp, but her features were docile.
The temperature dipped. The manager felt daggers piercing into his skull. Shakily, he lowered his eyes.
