Chapter 110

Jareth didn't leave either; he just sat there quietly nearby. Maybe worried Celestia would feel awkward, he casually picked up the magazine she'd set aside and flipped through it, though his eyes kept drifting over to her as she ate. Watching her eat with such focus, a soft smile tugged at his lips-without even noticing, that stern expression of his had melted into one of gentle contentment. Celestia finished the bowl of porridge pretty quickly. And almost like clockwork, the moment she set down her spoon, Jareth set down the magazine and stepped forward, picking up the tray for her. He even handed her a napkin so she could wipe her mouth. The gesture caught her off guard. She stared at him for a second or two, then slowly took the napkin, nodding and mumbling, "Thanks." Her expression still looked a bit unsure. Watching Jareth moving around helping her like that, the tight knot in her chest seemed to loosen up little by little. She actually felt... lighter. Less trapped. Once Jareth h