Chapter 199. Mr. Carson

In the halls, the servants looked as if they were on some sort of set motion that no one would dare to break. They moved with an emptiness in their expressions that mirrored a bit of fear as well. She didn't recognize them as the maids and servants she used to work with, they didn't recognize her either.

The kitchens were as hot as ever. Everyone worked in a fast motion around her as she quietly grabbed a cart to load plates of food upon.

"Ay you! What do you think you're doing in my kitchen?"

Doris turned to see a tall man towering over her. He had a wet spoon gripped in his hand that dripped all over his clothes as he glared down at her. Doris cleared her throat and straightened her shoulders.

"I came to collect meals for the rogues. No one has bothered to feed them since they arrived."

The kitchen fell silent at her words. They all turned to stare at her and it took everything inside her to stay still and tall when all she wanted to do was fade in