The flames continued to crackle; Evelyn dropped the tea on top of the small coffee table before Abrielle. "Here is your tea, Princess Abrielle? Lunch will be ready shortly, and also, the seamstress will be here to see you in the evening concerning your dress for the victory banquet." Evelyn eagerly explained to Abrielle.
The tea was poured into her cup and then presented to Abrielle; she was lucky in fact, she still had all the host memories, so she didn't have to worry about her etiquette. "Would you like some milk or want it bland?" Evelyn asked.
"I love it sweet and creamy," Abrielle answered; she had a little sweet tooth. Evelyn nodded and then made her the cup of tea before handing over the saucer and teacup to the princess, who accepted it.