Ren
The household letter suggested a modest celebration.
Ren read the attached list and counted enough work for three people.
Flowers. A formal supper. Suitable invitations. An appropriate message to the house. Confirmation of attendance. A seating arrangement which would presumably prevent guests from discovering whom the household considered less important until they had already arrived.
No extra staff. No added pay. No indication that anyone had asked Cedric whether he wanted it.
He put his finger beside the invitation list and worked backward through what it required. Somebody would need to find the addresses, send the messages, receive the replies and ask again when people failed to answer. The kitchen would want a count before the replies were complete. Then the count would change.
A modest celebration. Certainly.
He turned the sheet over in case the staffing instructions were on the back. Blank paper faced him.
