Avice smiled as she bowed to Lazarus and came to sit on the left of him as guided by the servant. She was astonished to see that the table was heavily laid out with lavish dinner. There were lamb patties, prawn pie, pear salad, sausage and potato casserole, stuffed tomatoes, fried fish with cheese sauce and so many others that she couldn't even name.
As she took all that in, she took a ragged breath. They had prepared so much. She wondered if more guests were to join them. Surely, more royals were coming. The thought was enough to excite her. She had the opportunity to butter them. That would surely guarantee her a place in the palace. She had heard that if you buttered the royals or those who held higher positions, they favored you. It was a general rule of the world and for a reason sycophants existed.
