When they re-entered the study, they found a low table set out in the middle of the room with freshly brewed tea and coffee, a jug of lemonade and a wonderful variety of little cakes, savoury morsels and sandwiches. Small side tables had been placed near the chairs so that the guests could help themselves and take their booty back to where they chose to sit.
“Wow!” breathed Sasha. She dragged her eyes away to look at the king. “Do you eat this and breakfast and lunch?”
andandGavin laughed. “Not usually to this extent, no. Only when I have very honoured guests.”
“Oh.” Sasha blushed.
Gavin nodded at the food. “Go on. Help yourself to whatever you want. We’ll let you go first.”
With great restraint, Sasha did not overload her plate, although she looked longingly at a couple of little jel
