[Ruvian's POV]
Only after Lord Evrard picked up his spoon did Ruvian reach for his own.
Before him sat a bowl of creamy mushroom soup, garnished with herbs and thin slices of roasted mushrooms.
Taking a small spoonful, Ruvian blew on it lightly before bringing it to his lips.
His eyebrows rose slightly the moment he tasted it.
A rich, buttery flavor spread across his tongue, followed by a pleasant aroma. The texture was velvety, with just enough seasoning to complement the mushrooms.
'Mhm, this is good.'
For something so simple, the quality was very impressive.
Setting his spoon down, Ruvian briefly observed the others seated around the table. This was his first formal dinner with a noble family, and proper etiquette was expected.
Previously, he was a bit anxious to be in this position, but after calming himself down, he found his confidence back.
Having read countless webnovels, he had accumulated a surprising amount of knowledge about noble etiquette.
