Post by Sunrise Winddancer on Feb 28, 2008 4:50:37 GMT -5
Sunrise went in. The kitchen building was connected with the castle only by corridor on third floor, and she was now on second to which lead the outside stairway. She looked critically at the interior. It was large hall with several hearths and table. Some people were bustling around occupied with their own duties. Dryad knew she was little late, however she had a good reason for that. She doubted if anyone there knew the recipe she was going to use, even if they knew the products. Without a word she took of her cloak and put the food on table. In few minutes she clean it, prepare and put on fire. This was probably when the rest of household noticed here.
“Excuse me, but what actually you are doing here? And who for goodness sake you are?” A chubby woman with loud and strident asked.
„I am a new chief and I am preparing the dinner.” The mage answered with her typical, superior voice. The woman stood dumbstruck. „Now if you do not mind.” The dryad continued. “I need some fresh poultry, please bring some.” She turned to her work and the conversation was over. The woman walked outside bumbling something about fresh poultry. When she was back she was caring a basket with goose and hen.
“I hope that fresh is enough my lady.” She bowed in parody of aulic manners. Sunrise looked on animals and gently stroked their heads. All people were looking now on her. Both of the birds look on intelligent and she felt pity for them.
“They are not good.” She said finally. “Bring me some half-year hen, and take this outside.” She said to the plump woman an gave her the basket with hen, taking the goose out. Again speechless and angry woman when outside and brought, what she was asked. Sunrise took large knife and without a world she killed the young bird in front f everyone. “Now do you have any problem, or maybe you have finished your duties?” She said coldly to the stuff with the bloody knife in her hand everyone turned their back. “you.’ Said the dryad to the young woman that was passing her by. ”What is your work?”
“I have to clean the basement.” Said the girl bit scared. “Leave it. I need you to clean and prepare that bird.” Mage handed her hen. Woman took it and in few minute was back. “here you have lady.” She said. Druid looked on her. “What is you name child?”
“Mirria.”
“Mirria, my dear you do not have to call me lady, I am not the countess of this place. Please call me Sunrise, or eventually cook. Oh, and you done well, leave your duty, I shall clean there.” Those words made a small murmur and astonishment between the people. The girl bowed and left the kitchen.
“Excuse me, but what actually you are doing here? And who for goodness sake you are?” A chubby woman with loud and strident asked.
„I am a new chief and I am preparing the dinner.” The mage answered with her typical, superior voice. The woman stood dumbstruck. „Now if you do not mind.” The dryad continued. “I need some fresh poultry, please bring some.” She turned to her work and the conversation was over. The woman walked outside bumbling something about fresh poultry. When she was back she was caring a basket with goose and hen.
“I hope that fresh is enough my lady.” She bowed in parody of aulic manners. Sunrise looked on animals and gently stroked their heads. All people were looking now on her. Both of the birds look on intelligent and she felt pity for them.
“They are not good.” She said finally. “Bring me some half-year hen, and take this outside.” She said to the plump woman an gave her the basket with hen, taking the goose out. Again speechless and angry woman when outside and brought, what she was asked. Sunrise took large knife and without a world she killed the young bird in front f everyone. “Now do you have any problem, or maybe you have finished your duties?” She said coldly to the stuff with the bloody knife in her hand everyone turned their back. “you.’ Said the dryad to the young woman that was passing her by. ”What is your work?”
“I have to clean the basement.” Said the girl bit scared. “Leave it. I need you to clean and prepare that bird.” Mage handed her hen. Woman took it and in few minute was back. “here you have lady.” She said. Druid looked on her. “What is you name child?”
“Mirria.”
“Mirria, my dear you do not have to call me lady, I am not the countess of this place. Please call me Sunrise, or eventually cook. Oh, and you done well, leave your duty, I shall clean there.” Those words made a small murmur and astonishment between the people. The girl bowed and left the kitchen.