TWINK

The big gate leading to the dining hall was opened by a uniformed male servant.

Angela's jaw dropped at the sight of the room.

A glamorous dining table was a sight to behold.

It was set with the finest silverware, crystal glasses, and delicate china. The tablecloth was a deep, rich red, and the centerpiece was a magnificent arrangement of exotic flowers.

The feast that was laid out on the table was truly a sight to behold. There were roasted meats of all kinds, fresh fruits and vegetables, and delicate pastries.

An endless line of servants were standing silently in the background. They were all dressed in crisp, white uniforms, and they stood with perfect posture. They slightly bowed their heads as Antonio and Angela made their enterance.

Angela stood awestruck by the grandeur of it all. She had never seen such a lavish display, and she could not help but feel a little bit in awe of it all.

“Wow”.

She gasped beneath her breath.

“This way young mistress”.

The maid assigned to her ge