Silas's POV
As I ate with Lysander's hand, that food tasted better. It was delicious. Well, even if I eat with my hands, I will feel the same taste, I know. But this is something nice. You don't even need to move, and your stomach will get full too because someone else is feeding you.
That's why I also took the bite to feed Lysander. But he didn't take that bite. He was staring at it like there was something in that bite.
"Lysander, go ahead and eat. I didn't poison your food."
"No, I didn't even think about it. It's just that I'm surprised that you are feeding me. I have never even thought in my dreams. This doesn't feel real to me now."
Saying this, Lysander finally took the bite, and as he took it, there was a shine in his eyes, his face was glowing, and he was looking at me with a smiling face. And I felt some kind of happiness that I fed him and he liked it. That's why I took another bite and fed him again.
