561 Origins Of The Queen

"How's the meal?" Amaryll didn't sit beside them but continued to serve everyone. She ran around the hall, making everyone eat more than their stomachs could bear.

Her hospitality didn't spare even Michael. After eating almost twenty different delicious dishes, Michael was stuffed. 

"It was delicious," Michael said, making Amaryll grin widely.

If Michael had to guess, whoever cooked the meals must be at a 6-star chef level because the meals were more delicious than Raylene's cooking.

After Michael filled the little bit of emptiness in his stomach with hot water, Catalie appeared in the hall.

"The usual place?" she asked Amaryll,

"Don?" Amaryll pouted and looked at Don with puppy eyes,

"Why not?"

"Thank you!" she dashed at Don and hugged him tightly.