Luxurious dishes were presented over the silky white tablecloth. Estelle had never seen so many foods put on top of a long table before. She had never seen a bread that was so soft straight out from the oven, nor had she ever taken sight of food that could cover one end of a long dining table to the other. Seeing how delightful it looked, Elle didn't feel hungry, she only thought of how this much food could feed everyone in the slums— enough for them to not starve for the rest of the week.
Count Arthur had sat at the end of the table with Lady Gladys beside him. Caroline was right beside her mother, her bright orange hair had been tied into braids to make her happy but her expression seemed as if she had sat down on needles.
