The lay-out of food was almost exactly as Kael remembered it, with the addition of what had to be a couple modern foods. Everything was set up on one long table, with three tables for eating at – Joaon had built one of those tables by hand, she remembered. She could still see the adze marks.
There were several people sitting at the tables – the gift-shop man and a woman in a smock and loose pants, another girl in the same outfit as the gift-shop man, and one person who caught Kael’s eye immediately.
They were not wearing clothing that marked them as part of the staff, but they were so utterly the epitome of Hoeraijen handsomeness that they – he, had to be male – took Kael’s breath away. He was wearing what she thought were modern clothes, sitting by himself at the end of a table, and he was reading while he ate. Continue reading