“Huh?” Kalysto grabbed the menu again and read it. “Oh yeah… ‘Thoribas-aman’do’… it’s basically a huge spiced carrot vegetable thing with meat inside.” He nodded. “Yeah, that is a native dish. Sorry.” He grinned once Milena settled and raised his glass to get some wine when the waitress was going around pouring some for people.
Milena took her seat, clutching the menu in her paws. She was a little more content, but not much. She already knew that in a few hours, Desiree and Kalysto were going to be gone on their honeymoon. On holiday. Away from the house. Away from her. After being left at the other house this morning, she already knew what was coming next, and she was miserable about it.