- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
- I woke up feeling like I didn't get enough sleep, so when I made my way down to the kitchen, I was a little groggy. But that feeling quickly dissipated when I saw the bustling kitchen. The kitchen was a large room with several chefs working at various stations, preparing meals. The walls were lined with shelves, which were filled with various spices, ingredients, and cooking utensils. In the center of the room was a large fireplace, where a spit was turning, roasting a pig for the day's feast.
- As I began to wash the plates, Roxanne walked in and approached me with a grin on her face. "Good morning, Alice," she said. "I heard about your new duties in the kitchen. How's it going so far?"