Hannah's POV
Seated across an imposing mahogany polished table, stretching to length of ten feet within what resembles a vast conference hall, three middle-aged men fixate their gaze on me, hands folded across their chests. The intensity of their scrutiny concealing their thoughts, but the lavish spread of delicacies before me captivates more than the men attempting to dissect me with their stares.
"Indulge, princess; you have tasks awaiting." The man at the center utters, his smile sending shivers down my spine.
I meticulously survey the banquet, my hunger piqued. When was the last time I encountered such a bounty? Not raw sustenance, but a feast adorned with barbecued beef, chicken soup, rice, fruit salad, and an intriguing green lobster-like dish.
My fingers gravitate towards a barb
