Chapter 429

With nothing else to do, she went back to her rooms and sat on a yellow cushioned chair. Yellow. Everywhere was yellow. She'd never been fond of it, and certainly not for decorating. From the look of the furniture, she doubted the designer had been creative. Traditional China seemed to be the motif.

She tugged absently at her robe. Where had it come from? Like the furnishings it seemed appropriate for a period drama. How had she gotten there? Who had dressed her?

Her thoughts were interrupted when the women shuffled into the room carrying large trays. They managed to bow under their burdens and quickly set several dishes and a pair of chopsticks in front of her. The taller one asked, "Is there anything else that the mistress requires?"

Mistress? Katelina blinked at the title. "I'm not sure I can use chopsticks. Do you have a spoon?"

The women looked at one another and the taller one murmured, "The restaurant."