Soon two of the maids approached the table with two trays full of food....
The exquisite aroma of roast chicken filled my nostrils, one of the maids approached my chair and placed a tray in front of me... when I looked down I was surprised.
Not only was there a roast chicken, but there was also fruit cut into squares, boiled potatoes and meatballs with red juicy gravy. It was inevitable for me to feel how my mouth was watering.
I loved meatballs, and my mother knew that perfectly well. In fact, she used to make meatballs for me on weekends.
My eyes focused on the tray with shame inside me, I didn't know whether or not to agree to this delicacy in front of me.
"If you don't like it, you can ask for something else..." the hoarse voice of the man next to me was heard.
When I heard
