It's the crack of dawn, and the kitchen is bustling, the chefs are screaming commands to the maids. I stood at the corner of the room watching the chaos.
"Rose, thank the goddess you are here, I was scared you slept in," a familiar voice said. I turned to see who it was, and I was happy to see a familiar face, "I couldn't sleep through this racket even if I wanted to" I replied with a polite smile.
"Trust me, I can sleep through anything," she said with a chuckle, I smiled at her words, I liked her excitement, always cheerful.
"I didn't get your name," I asked with a shy smile, fingers crossed behind my back hoping I didn't come off as rude, I would hate for her to think that I was a snub.
"I'm sorry, honey, I'm Emelda Gueller, my husband is a warrior in this pack," she said with a
