Plinka Manor, on the first floor.
On the right side of the glittering and magnificent grand hall.
A long table and chairs are set in the middle, covered with a blood-red tablecloth. Delicate flowers embroidered with gold thread adorn the silky tablecloth, each around the size of a palm.
On the table, silver cutlery, and glossy porcelain plates are arranged neatly, with a decorative candelabra illuminated in the middle.
In the plates, a variety of irresistible aromas waft from the delectable dishes – pan-seared dottyback, tender bone-in beef steak, cream-baked lobster, white mashed potatoes, broccoli cream soup sprinkled with crumbled cheese, and figs for the accompanying dish.
A thick aroma of fat fills the air.
In addition, there is sweet wine, and all kinds of cakes.
Even though these should be enjoyed as dessert after dinner, they are already on the table. Although the dinner looks appealing, the diners seated in a circle around the table are uninterested and dispirited.
