Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 706

Chapter 706: Using my title against me

Dominick stared down at the steaming plate of pasta Jeniva had set before him as he studied the unique blend of ingredients.

"Doesn’t His Highness like the look of it?" she asked, pulling out a chair and settling across from him, her eyes tracking his every movement.

"I haven’t even tasted it yet," Dominick replied, his voice low as he leaned in closer to the plate. "It’s just... I’ve never seen a pasta dish prepared quite like this before. It doesn’t look like anything the palace chefs serve."

"That’s because it’s my own invention," Jeniva answered with a hint of pride. "Back home, everyone loved it. It was always the first thing to disappear at the table."

Dominick finally lifted his fork and spoon, swirling a few strands of the pasta together. Jeniva sat in expectant silence as she watched him take the first bite, waiting for him to confirm that her home-cooked meal was worthy of a prince’s palate.

Dominick set his fork and spoon down against the fine china with a soft click. "It’s definitely delicious," he said, his gaze lifting to meet hers with a sincere smile.

"Really?" Jeniva asked, her hands coming together in a small, hopeful gesture of excitement.

"Yes," Dominick answered firmly. "I like it. The flavors are... unexpected, but very good."

That statement made Jeniva feel relieved. They ate in companionable silence for a moment before Jeniva spoke up, "You have the privilege of everything within those palace walls. It must feel like a true blessing when you have every luxury and every person at your command."

"What exactly are you trying to imply?" Dominick mused. He rested his fork back on the edge of the plate, leaning back slightly as he finished chewing, his dark eyes sparkling with curiosity and amusement.

"You’re learning to live for yourself now," Jeniva noted. "You actually go out to buy your own things, to see the world with your own eyes, unlike back at the palace where everything is brought to you."

"I suppose I’m learning how to be independent, then," Dominick said with a thoughtful nod. "But honestly? It’s fun. There is a freedom here that doesn’t exist behind those gates. At the very least, your every movement isn’t being tracked by a dozen different departments."

He shifted in his seat. "In the palace, every choice you make is recorded and analyzed. It’s all in the name of safety, of course, but it means you can never truly have privacy. I’ll admit, before I came here, I loved the palace life, even if it was monotonous. But now? I find myself preferring this. I know I’m privileged in ways most people can’t imagine, but this quiet... it’s a different kind of wealth."

"Hmm." Jeniva nodded slowly, her gaze dropping to her plate.

"Don’t you agree with me?" Dominick asked, sensing the shift in her mood.

"You might be independent, but you’re still a prince," Jeniva countered, her voice softening but her stance remaining firm. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

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