Chapter 17

"Get your dad, Luca. Both of you are coming to the village council office for lunch." I froze for a moment, completely clueless about what he meant. "What lunch?" "What's with the questions? I said you're coming, so get going already." Right then, Dad walked out of the room. He called out, "What's with the sudden lunch at the village council office, Brandon? Look, I've already finished cooking…" "Eat that for dinner tonight. Lunch is at the village council office." Brandon didn't even let Dad finish his sentence before barking out his orders like he owned the place. I hated the way he talked, but I didn't dare say anything. Dad had no choice but to agree to it. With that, we followed Brandon to the village council office. By the time we got there, the place was already buzzing, and people had started eating. A big round table was crammed with all kinds of premium cuts. Roast venison, slow-cooked boar, grilled chicken, a rich beef stew, and other countryside specialties. The