Contrary to Amarisse, Senara, who had already heard from the maids about the woman named Mirabella being appointed as the new king's favor bearer, didn't look as surprised as her sister.
She silently ate the food on her plate, but her gaze often landed on Mirabella with a calculating look. Mirabella could sense the prying eyes on her, but she didn't mind them and continued to focus on the food on her plate, which was proving much more difficult to handle than the stares of others.
The food from the morning was still undigested, and here she was again, faced with another mountain. She zeroed her gaze on the four little dunes of food she had separated on her plate, hoping they would magically disappear directly into her stomach. But to her dismay, no matter how much she stared, the quantity of food remained the same. Her eyes and stomach begged her to stand up from the chair and run.
