Every delicacy was laid on the table, and they were arranged so beautifully that merely staring at it would make you feel hungry all over again.
Ranging from veggie meals—to non veggie meals. Everything was on the table, and it was so mouthwatering, that even the head maid, Courtney, couldn’t believe that it could ever look so beautiful.
The maids in the corridor could only lick their lips in salivation, they all wanted the food, but they couldn’t have it, and they could only dream of having the leftovers. Staring at the food, they held onto their stomachs, their stomachs were rumbling now, as they were presently starving from having to stare at such magnificence in front of them.
“I wish I was a royal one,” one of the maids told another.
“If your reason for wanting to be royal is the
