Finally! The impatient Queen almost drops his teacup down into his coaster, quickly grasping his fork and knife as properly as he could when rushing to get a taste. It's with a careful hand that he cuts a small piece, popping it into his mouth without waiting.
Riddle pauses, his cheeks dusting a light red. It was so good, and not just because of the syrup he had slathered over his.
In one swift movement, Riddle is pointing directly at Cater's face with his knife. It must be so threatening, seeing his face slightly flushed and that knife pointed in the very same way that his wand had been many times before.
"..." "You are on breakfast duty until break is over." No choice in the matter, apparently. But, in perfect Riddle fashion, he adds on, "We will share the duty of our meals, during Trey's absence. You will take care of breakfast and I will handle dinner. Lunch will be something we take care of for ourselves."
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Riddle pauses, his cheeks dusting a light red. It was so good, and not just because of the syrup he had slathered over his.
In one swift movement, Riddle is pointing directly at Cater's face with his knife. It must be so threatening, seeing his face slightly flushed and that knife pointed in the very same way that his wand had been many times before.
"..."
"You are on breakfast duty until break is over." No choice in the matter, apparently. But, in perfect Riddle fashion, he adds on, "We will share the duty of our meals, during Trey's absence. You will take care of breakfast and I will handle dinner. Lunch will be something we take care of for ourselves."