In the mansion's kitchen, Katie sat on the stool with a plate on her lap that had freshly baked bread in it. She tore the bread into small pieces before putting it in her mouth. She had been too scared to go out after what had happened last night at the main hall, and therefore she insisted on staying in the kitchen. The kitchen was busy as they were preparing for the gathering that was going to be held in the evening. It was filled with the clink of utensils, men, and women shouting to get things done quickly while a few of them were seen laughing and talking to each other.
"Seriously what are you people doing there standing idle when there is so much work to be done! Start moving now. Chop chop chop," a plump woman commanded looking at the girls standing there, and they hurried away from their spot.
When the woman's eyes fell upon Katie, she asked, "Why are you only having a piece of bread? Boy get a glass of milk here," she called someone from the far end.
