Night Intruders in the Kitchen by Ka-Thea, literature
Literature
Night Intruders in the Kitchen
When the night had fallen, Lord Deneran’s young daughter snuck out of her room. She tiptoed down the staircase, barefoot, careful not to make any noise. She managed to get all the way down to the castle kitchen without meeting a single soul. The large room was softly illuminated by the moonlight. She didn’t use a lantern to avoid drawing any attention. She slowly walked through the kitchen, looking around. The tables were piled high with various ingredients and dishes in preparation for tomorrow’s big celebration. Her gaze landed on a large pot on a tall table. The edge of the pot was too high for her to peek into it, so instead she sniffed. It smelled like stew, a highly seasoned one. This was perfect. She looked around and found a wooden stool that she put next to the table to help her reach into the pot. She reached for a pouch that was fastened at her waist. She untied it and opened it. Inside was a pile of orange berries which she took out and crushed in her palms above the pot.