AITHNE'S POV
 From the corner of my eyes I could see he was getting closer and closer, his graceful strides covering the distance between him and Regan who was still standing beside our table-- whose warm, cheerful expression, I observed, became clouded at the sight of the man.
 Well, why not... 
Even an Alpha would tremble at the recognition of the Alpha King talk more of an... I observed Regan once more. I could sense a strong aura around him but I couldn't place his goddess given identity. Hmm, regardless... I think it's okay to be this way.
 But why would the great Alpha King of Elgarion, ruler of the mighty Crystal-Moon Dynasty, visit this restaurant? 
 Well, that's because...
*Focus..Aithne.. Focus* Majesty chided.
*Yeah, right. What am I even doing?* 
I decided to ignore such thoughts and focus on my current situation. 
 Whatever the case may be, the owners must be honoured to have him visit their coast.
 But why do I feel Regan seems displeased by his presence? Even though he had his head bowed low at the moment.
 Feeling Majesty's sarcastic eye-roll within me, I once more snapped out of my ridiculously curious thoughts.
 Was there something in the meal Ji served us just now? Something like 'Ji's admirable teaspoon drop of curiosity portion'? Because by the goddess, this was unlike me. This wasn't my business but somehow, it felt like it was.
 Speaking of portions, I have not had a taste of my Derita Pasta Frittata yet, all thanks to the numerous interruptions.
 The Alpha King finally walked past Regan, past our table and towards another section of the restaurant, his aide right behind him and I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding, finally raising my head to stare after his retreating figure. 
 I didn't get a proper view of his entire form initially, but watching him from behind now, I saw that he was a tall man with great masculine built and was dressed in a fitted attire quite different from the style of the men in Mooncrest.
 "My apologies for the interruption," 
 I returned my gaze to Regan and he smiled, warmth strangely back in his eyes and smile. Why was he apologizing though? It was a normal thing to be reverent before an Alpha talk much of an Alpha King.
 "Does the Alpha King often frequent VeMica?" I asked absentmindedly and Regan's brows shot upwards in a curious surprise. That's when I realized I had slipped. Or almost...
 "You're..." he paused, glancing over my outfit and Jeyre's in the same manner his sister had done some minutes earlier.
Oh well, Mooncrest's fashion style in the mud again. Majesty growled disapprovingly within me.
 *Come on, Majesty. I'm being sarcastic.* I telepathically said to her.
 Mooncrest's fashion style might be different from that of the other packs or territories and even cities, however it was no where near ugly.
 "Of course, I'm not from around here." I immediately offered, not willing to be caught further than this and wanting to cover up my errors myself. Not giving him space to comment, I hurriedly continued. "But given how everyone in the restaurant stood up the instant he was in here and immediately became reverent, with the aura in the restaurant changing immediately and possibly your slightly notable discomfort as well, anyone smart should be able to guess the man's identity." I said, managing a small smile immediately I was done.
 The smile however, drained from my face the moment I realized I was explaining myself to him. Like why by the goddess, did I do that? 
 "Really?" Regan's teasing smile and the glint in his deep chocolate eyes made me know he didn't buy my explanations. 
 And I swallowed nervously. I wasn't about to tell people around here that I was a runaway, dejected and heartbroken only daughter of the Alpha of Mooncrest Pack, right?
 "Well..yes. Of course." I stuttered slightly and avoided his eyes, looking around the restaurant and noticing everyone was back to their meals. Jeyre just coughed nervously and continued eating. I should eat too.
 "Hmm," Regan chuckled softly. "you're very observant I see. What did you mean when you mentioned that I was in discomfort because of the Alpha King's presence?" 
 "Never mind," I swiftly said, "forget I said that." I added, picking up a glass of water and taking a chug of it. What by the goddess was wrong with me? Was I being nervous right now? Because of him?
 Regan just silently observed me, his eyes slowly teasing me and his warm smile still brightening up the restaurant. I picked up my chopsticks and decided to ignore him and eat. I could swear my food was as cold as a dog's nose at this moment. 
 "Hmm, I thought about what you just said. But," he took a few steps closer and leaned down slightly, "what if I don't want to?" He whispered and I dropped my chopsticks in my shock at the sudden proximity. 
 Jeyre's eyes widened and my jaw dropped, her loaded chopsticks an inch from from her mouth and like a flash of light, her eyes lit up and I immediately recognized the mischievous glint in them. 
 "What. are. you doing?" I managed to say to Regan through a nervous, thin-lipped smile. He leaned back upwards and flashed a bright, innocent smile at me.
 "I would get you another one," he said, referring to my fallen chopsticks. "I see a cheerful and funny personality behind the facade you have on. It's really nice to meet you. But it would be even nicer getting to know you," Regan smiled and turned around, leaving me stunned by his words and actions, leaving me to the mercy and excited teasing grip of Jeyre.
 When Regan returned moments later with a clean set of chopsticks, he didn't tease me anymore. He just helped heat up my food a little, gave me the address of a place I asked him about, smiled and joined his sister in serving their other guests.
 We didn't see the Alpha King leave before Jeyre and I left VeMiCa restaurant for EWE...