Chapter 3

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A couple hours later, I was still taking orders, but this time for midday. I was alternating between the tables, the kitchen, and Dian's desk. It went kind of like this;

"I'll tell the kitchen," I told the family with a smile.

"I NEED THREE OF THOSE SOUPS!" I yelled In the kitchen, trying to be heard of the clamor.

"Please please please PLEASE?" I begged Dian.

"Get on to you're next table!" she growled at me.

I sighed and continued the cycle until I found an opening.

A maid with the later shift came in while Dian was in the kitchen, back turned, probably yelling at the kitchen maids. My eyes lit up at my plan.

"Luicia!" I ran over to her. "Could you do the orders for a bit? Dian wanted me to run some errands."

"Sure." Luicia agreed. "Don't take too long, though."

I nodded and raced upstairs, grabbed my skates, a glove for my left hand, and cloak, and ran back down and out the door.

As soon as the door clanged closed behind me, I relaxed and breathed in the icy air. Leaning on a wall, I strapped on my skates and zipped down the ice streets

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