She had made a half-hearted attempt to learn what to oversee as far as kitchen supplies and meal preparation. But her mind had been elsewhere, devising a plan to return to her beloved forest. Surely her father would see reason soon enough, realize his folly in having left her with Braedon. Her father loved her, she knew. So did her mother. He was merely trying to teach her a lesson by leaving her with King Braedon. But it would not work this time. No lesson was being learned here. And when her mother found out what her father had done, there would be hell to pay. She was simply biding her time until her father returned for her. While she was waiting, there was no reason to be impolite. After all, she had been raised not to be rude to people. Unfortunately that same type of upbringing apparently had not been given to King Braedon. After they were finished in the kitchens, Nadine took her to the hall, demonstrating how to arrange and set the tables for the evening meal, then led her up the staircase to the bedrooms.
