Nina knocked on the throne doors, the sound echoing through the room.
"your highness, may I come in?" She asked, a tray in hand filled with a salad, and other courses, as she waiting for permission, her fingers tapping on the bottom of the plate, a anxious speed too it as she waited.
"Enter," A burly voice on the other side commanded.
Using it as her cue she entered, the plate held tight in hand as she stepped toward the king, a soft smile on his face as he saw her approaching. The table stretched through the dining room, clothed in a royal white cloth with golden frills at the end, the dining room matching in it's pure white and golden lines across it's pillars. a intricate design of gold at their feet.
"Ah it's you again," The king smiled once seeing her.
She places the food at the table, her eyes darting around, confused as to why only the king is here, eating by his lonesome. She kept quiet and bit her lip daring not to say.
