CHAPTER 32

(ATLAS’ POV - IN RHEA'S BODY)

‘Whoa... there are actually this many people from all over the continent?’

I never really thought about how crowded this place actually gets during a banquet. The clinking of glasses, the soft murmur of conversations, the smell of rich food, and the vibrant colors of the decorations created an overwhelming atmosphere.

My gaze wandered over the sea of guests, feeling a bit out of place. Here I was, standing at my station, serving glasses of wine.

The head maid had initially stationed me at the salad bowl, but after I mixed up the pepper, salt, or…

…was it paprika?

Yeah, one of those spices. I didn't really understand it myself, but whatever I did, it was apparently so terrible that the head maid personally came up to me, her face a mask of exasperation, and dragged me away to the maid station in the back hallway.

After she finished her scolding, leaving me bowing apologetically, the elderly head maid let out a heavy sigh. Her shoulders sagged as if she ca