The normally obedient people of the outer court brought food to the gathering. Natucha specifically told them to finish eating before going, yet half of them did not abide by that. Then again, since Ushka and Sonina's group waltzed in with their plates, she figured the outer court was rebelling and taking someone awful as a model.
"Uhm…" Natucha only timidly gazed at Rodnir as she dragged her words. "You… never asked for a gathering during the midnight service before?"
"Everyone eating in their seats, make sure you're not going to leave a crumb or a stain." Rodnir only aired an order, that some people assented to with a soft 'yes, Your Grace.' He then stood on the central stage, which was a raised platform in the middle of the room. He would have waited for a moment, but he saw how the side door opened.
