By the way, food has always been a salvation for me in nervous situations. It's amazing how I haven't turned into a suckling pig yet from the amount of food consumed. Good heredity is the reason.
There was a separate room in the kitchen where the servants dined. And at this time, it was so busy with the number of people. Everyone chatted tirelessly, laughed and rattled cutlery together. This is not at all like boring and dreary royal dinners. It was as if life was boiling here.
In an attempt to find a place to sit down, I noticed a very familiar red top of the head in the crowd and called her, smiling radiantly. Jen immediately jumped up from her seat and ran to meet me, hugging me tightly. Her hugs were capable of breaking a couple of my ribs every time.
- Thea, baby, I haven't seen you for a few days. Where did you go? – she moved away a little, but still kept her hands on my shoulders.
- There was a lot of work. - I shrugged slightly.
