Night has fallen in the camp site. All the members of the group had finished setting up their tents before night fell.
A small campfire was burning at the center of the campsite. Tricia was the one to cook our meal for the night. It consists of potato stew, which was easy to cook, partnered with bread. We all gathered around the campfire to eat dinner together.
"I hope it is to your liking your majesty." Tricia, who was beside me, asked.
"It tastes good Tricia." I replied with a smile. "When did you learn to cook?" I asked curiously.
Tricia was my personal maid when I was still a princess in Alvannia. Her main role was to serve me and to see to my needs. Cooking was not in her work and I also never saw her cook the time we were together.
