Murry stood up straight. He turned toward the kitchen doors and raised his hands. He clapped his hands together twice.
Clap. Clap.
Immediately, a line of four young maids walked quickly into the dining room. They were carrying large silver trays covered with silver lids. They moved efficiently, setting the hot food down on the table.
There was a basket of fresh, warm bread. There was a plate of sliced, sweet fruits. And finally, a maid placed a small, deep ceramic bowl directly in front of Camilla, and another matching bowl in front of Damon. The bowls were filled with a very rich, warm, creamy potato and vegetable soup.
The maids lifted the silver covers. A thick, delicious-smelling steam rose into the air, filling the large dining room with the scent of good food. The maids quickly bowed and retreated to the corners of the room, standing quietly against the walls to wait for further orders.
Camilla looked down at the hot, steaming soup in front of her.
