Soon, one dish after another was brought out and set before the guests. However, the first dish was enough to turn stomachs.
Vespera thought it was a creamy soup at first until she looked closer. The texture was far too thick. And then, it hit her. It was a pig brain! The milky-white mush was disturbingly similar to pureed brains.
Everyone's expressions twisted in varying shades of disgust. Before anyone could recover, the second dish arrived.
It was a traditional pie from Regalia. The fish heads were baked upright, poking through the crust. Their eyes stared blankly toward the guests.
A collective shudder rippled down the table. Still trying to recover from the pig brain and pie, the guests were hit with the third dish. It was a nearly raw steak, barely seared on the outside. Myoglobin pooled around it in deep red puddles. Even Calbert, who normally loved meat, couldn't handle it.
Each dish seemed worse than the last. No one had the stomach to actually eat. With the dim lighting, unsettling castle, and uncanny hostess, the guests exchanged subtle glances. They wanted to leave but couldn't.
Refusing to eat would be rude, but how should they eat these dishes?
Eventually, everyone settled for the pie. They picked at it halfheartedly, cutting tiny bites just to keep up appearances. Some chewed slowly with grace, while others raised a fork to their lips only to pause and start a polite conversation instead.
"Is the food not to everyone's liking?" Belinda asked everyone.
The guests fell silent. Then, someone said, "No, it's quite good."
Another guest replied, "I usually don't eat much at dinner."
Someone else chimed in, "The food is delicious. It's just that I happen to be a vegetarian."
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