Chapter 191: Etiquette

The taxi driver drove uphill to Luke’s villa, and as they passed by, Seraphina pressed her face against the window, while the enormous shadow of Luke’s mega workshop enveloped the car.

The workshop is so tall and wide that you can count to thirty before driving out of its shadow at an average speed.

It was the most breathtaking building Seraphina had ever seen on Earth, and she was glad to know it belonged to Luke.

"Focus, Seraphina," Luke said to her, pulling her attention back from the window. "Remember, we agreed to practice how to date. Don’t forget, a date starts in the car and ends in the car, not at the table."

Seraphina looked at Luke in confusion and asked, "What does that mean?"

"It means you might need to cross one leg over the other, gently place one hand on your leg, the other hand on top, and modestly look out the window," Luke answered.

"But..." Seraphina wanted to challenge this, but she saw Luke crossing his legs into a D shape, looking very relaxed, while her legs were splayed wide, looking quite restless.

So she corrected herself, and afterward, she looked both charming and elegant.

Luke nodded, indicating that he approved of her easily mastering the etiquette.

Soon, the taxi driver stopped at Luke’s gate, marking the end of the ride.

"Thank you," Luke said, reaching for the payment and preparing to get out, but he saw Seraphina also opening her door. "No, no, ma’am. I’ll do it."

Seraphina stammered, "But can I come out by myself?"

"You can fly, yet you still took a cab, so let me," Luke replied.

"Uh," Seraphina groaned as Luke walked around the car to her side, opened her door, and extended his hand for her to take.

Seraphina frowned, but ultimately took Luke’s hand and got out of the car.

The driver drove away, leaving just the two of them by the gate.

Luke kissed Seraphina’s hand like he did with Rey earlier today, then placed her hand under his arm and said, "Accepting my hand means you feel comfortable with every passing moment. It is a way for a woman to express her approval to a man without saying a word."

Seraphina frowned more as they walked side by side to the villa apartment, a cold wind blowing past them, their footsteps clicking on the cobblestone path.

"Master, tell me which rulebook says this. I have some adjustments to make because not every woman wants to be treated as a helpless doll," Serpahina grumbled.

Luke chuckled and replied, "There is no rule book. I grew up in a family that values politesse, which is why the Silver Order has the most virtuous women and the most gentlemanly men. If you want to stay summoned most of the time, you have to get used to it."

Seraphina, reminiscing about the past, remarked, "No wonder your sisters looked so reserved. To mimic their demeanor, I think I agree with this attire."

"This is the spirit," Luke replied, unlocking the door and gesturing for her to go in first, which she gladly accepted.

Then he closed the door and went straight into the bathroom to take a shower, refreshing himself.

Afterward, Luke walked out feeling refreshed, his hair slicked back but still a bit messy, wearing a simple top and loose pajama pants.

Seraphina was lying on a sofa and playing with a yo-yo up and down, watching Luke move two chairs to the center of the living room, push aside the coffee table, place the chairs there, and then bring over a round lamp table to put between the chairs.

The bell rang, and Luke stood up to answer the person at the gate.

Seraphina continued playing with her yo-yo until Luke returned with up to twenty food bags in his hands.

"Master, what could those be?"

"This is dinner," Luke answered and placed the bags on the ground. "Everyone needs to eat."

"Everyone? Are we having guests?"

"Very funny, Seraphina. But this is only for us," Luke said, and then he summoned his beasts.

When the Primordial Twin Forms, Bo and Lan, appeared, their attention was drawn to the bags because the smell of the meat was too delicious, and the two dragons ran toward their master, their eyes filled with a craving for food.

"Slow down, slow down." "You both get some."

Luke took five bags for Bo, five bags for Lan, then opened them.

Inside were piece after piece of steak, rib after rib, so he divided the food into two piles, one for Bo and the other for Lan.

The dragons rushed to the food, devouring the steaks and ribs piece by piece.

Seraphina said, "Master, are you sure those two won’t eat all the food before your other summons?"

"Don’t worry. I didn’t forget anyone."

"Like me," Amigo chirped in. "Master, where’s my food? You didn’t forget that I’m a vegetarian, right?"

Luke can never forget.

"Of course not. This is yours," he said and gave Amigo a big calabash of salad.

"Thank you, Master," Amigo bowed and dined.

Meanwhile, Seraphina waited for her turn. Unfortunately, she must undergo "etiquette."

A dinner without ceramics, glassware, and napkins is not dinner. So, Luke encouraged Seraphina to set the table with a plate, a set of cutlery, a glass, and a napkin for each person.

Finally, Luke plated the food.

As he had promised, it was a plate of shrimp and ribeye steak.

The steak was deep brown, soaked in rich gravy, exuding an enticing aroma, sprinkled with sea salt and butter on the surface, and surrounded by plump shrimp cooked with cilantro and lemon.

This meal was extremely exquisite and luxurious, and together with the wine he bought, it was even more lavish.

Luke pulled out a chair for Seraphina, and she sat down gracefully. Then he pushed her into the right position and later poured wine into their glasses.

Afterwards, he sat across from her, adjusted his napkin, and Seraphina mimicked him, straightening her own napkin.

When she finished, Luke saw a glimmer of excitement in her eyes, a sign that she was very pleased with their pretend date.

Seraphina blushed, anxiously looking down at the food on her plate, then raised her hand to touch it, but remembering the cutlery, she didn’t use her hand.

Luke picked up his cutlery and held it in the traditional manner, saying: "Hold the knife in your right hand and the fork in your left, with your index finger resting flat on the back of each utensil.

"Use the fork to hold the food, saw it with the knife, and then bring the food to your mouth with your left hand. And what utensils would be that?"

Seraphina answered, "The fork?"

"Correct," Luke said. "And don’t forget. When pausing during a meal, place the cutlery on the plate in an inverted Y shape."

Seraphina memorized, "Yes, upside down Y, got it."

Then she picked up the cutlery as Luke had taught her, confident that she can master this etiquette.