In a room with sufficient light streaming in from the widely open windows was a round table covered with an endless array of food. Seated around the table was Botch and Mileka.
"Oh, love, have yah ever tasted anything so delicious?!" Botch asked his wife as they both dug into a freshly grilled beast that was placed at the center of the table.
"Indeed Botch, and I have no idea what animal this is supposed to be." Mileka said, "It tastes so divine."
"Are yah not tired of eating?" Rug who sat by the window clicked his tongue while watching them. "Yah've been stuffing yah faces everyday since we got here!"
For the three days they'd been in the palace, they'd been served only the most delicious food and the finest wine, or beer, or whatever it is they requested for. And Botch and Mileka made it their duty to try them all.
"I thought I was supposed to be the embarrassment of us three, now yah both embarrassing me."
