The Primary Rule of Ships and Castles:
Never piss off the Cook.
”I’ve half a mind, you know, to dismiss that Castellan of yours. Replace him. Damn bold, he is.” He said this late one night, leaning against the big head table.
The Lady considered a moment. “No.”
“No, Lady?”
“No, I should think you shan’t.” A pause, and she explains: “Cook likes him.”
“What difference should that make?”
She stares at him for a long beat. “…you really don’t know anything, do you?” So saying she leaves the room, humming.
