Chapter 77 • Night Without The Prince -4

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"HMMMM! Oh my God! This is so delicious!" Athalia took in another large scope of the porridge, moaning in satisfaction to the delicacy. "I did not I was this hungry till I taste this! This is so good!" She took in another scope, readjusting herself on the stool she sat on, with Owen sitting opposite her on another stool. Owen smiled. Athalia then asked, "Won't you eat?" "No, servants are not allowed to eat food cooked in the kitchen". "Huh!? What?" Owen nodded, "Servants' food are cooked in the underground kitchen, next to our chambers". "Why is that?" "Because the food is meant for us servants. It is usually made with the cheapest and poorly nutritious ingredients". "Really?" She glanced down at the bowl and back. "Yep! When I first tasted it, I thought it tasted far worst than

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