I'm not the old tyrant, I'm the new empress

They were waiting.

The servants had set the table with fine silver and glass, the dishes were polished and the glasses sparkled in the light.

There were a variety of foods, from light fare to more heavy breakfast items, and there was even a bowl of fresh fruit for her to eat while they waited for the guests to arrive.

She'd had a bit of a snack earlier - after the flirting and teasing - but it would have been strange to just sit at a shared breakfast and stare at the guests at the table because she'd already eaten, and stuffing herself until she was rolling on the floor from overeating would also...

Probably look bad.

So.

She'd had a bit of meat, and now fruit, but all the delicious pastries and breakfast yummies were sitting on the table and she had to control herself and not eat them while she waited for Lyov's family to join them.

It was.

Weird.