The royal feast

The maids walked with their heads bowed to the ground, as they made their way into the room by the head maid's instructions. She choose three of the maids including Azalea, to enter inside and serve the wine to the guests. In an arranged order, they made their way into the room according to the way they were ordered.

Azalea whose head was still bowed down walked over to the guests side, to serve them the wine that she had with her. She suddenly thought her heart would drop when she heard a familiar voice, with same peevishness and sauciness it was always laced with.

"Make sure the wine does not spill on my dress!"

'Goodness! Is that not Coral's voice?' Azalea's subconsciousness rang, as she tried to squint her eyes to the side. To be sure if he she had heard right, or if her ears were doing the trick. She was sure it was Coral.

'That means Hendrix is here too. And the entire Haystars family!' her head screamed in her mind again. A feeling of uneasiness formed in her heart, wondering