Night fall shadowed the dry lands of Thembelo,
The sounds of pots and pans echoed loudly from the underground washroom; accompanied by the loud chatters and footsteps of maids and servants.
The younger women continued to soak, scrub, clean and scrap the dishes to perfection, having the older women supervises them whilst ensuring the cooking was going well in the next room.
One of the older women in the room snapped their fingers, yelling, "Owen! Owen, my boy, come here!"
Without wasting much time, Owen rushed into the room, dodging the bodies of the young servant girls washing.
He finally reached the old lady in a maid uniform. "Yes, ma'am?" He held out a big smile.
"My child, take these to lady Grace in the cooking room. Quickly!"
Owen stretched out his hands, recieving the long p
