Ovelia's POV
I had already eaten so much, but the thought of dessert still tempted me. The buffet table was a colorful array of sweets, each one more enticing than the last. The scent of sugar and baked goods wafted through the air, making my mouth water.
"Ann, I'm going to get some dessert. Do you want to come?" I asked, glancing at her.
Ann nodded, swallowing the last bite of her steak. "Sure, Lady Ovelia," she said, wiping her mouth with a napkin.
We stood and made our way to the dessert area, where we found Chief Gareth inspecting the spread.
"Ovelia, Ann, are you enjoying the food?" Chief Gareth asked, his voice warm and welcoming.
"Yes, Chief," Ann replied with a smile. "It's so delicious that we can't stop eating."