Barrels of wine were carried into the tent, and the glasses in front of everyone were filled to the brim. The delicious food was right before their eyes, yet no one made the first move. The tantalizing aroma of the roasted whole lamb wafted through the air, making their stomachs rumble, but a sense of decorum seemed to hold them back.
Observing everyone standing there somewhat awkwardly, Limon smiled faintly and said, "Indulge yourselves. When it's time to eat and drink, enjoy to your heart's content. Don't hold back." At his words, the restraint that had held the group in check seemed to dissipate. Everyone was no longer polite and eagerly stretched out their knives towards the roasted whole lamb on the table. The sound of metal against the meat filled the tent, along with the soft chatter of anticipation.
