Just as Mei Wei was pondering over these unfamiliar customs, the royal kitchen doors opened once more—this time, admitting Priyam and Valik.
"Long live, Your Grace," Priyam greeted respectfully.
"The Nagaraja sent us to check on the kitchen preparations. The royal envoy is ready to depart."
Tanay gave a small nod. "All is prepared, young lords. Inform Arya that we're ready to leave."
Hearing this, Mei Wei got excited. "Are we going to those ganikas' house you mentioned?" May I accompany you, please?" He asked.
But before anyone could reply, one of the servant girls who were standing there waiting for the royal consorts spoke,
"Please don't go there, esteemed guest!"
"It's a shadowed place where even a single visit, no matter the hour, can tarnish one's reputation."
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the giant kitchen chilled.
Everyone's gaze was directed towards the owner of this voice, and it was Aman who shouted angrily, "Meera, how dare you say that?"
