#Chapter 71: The Garden Party

The day of the garden party event, I awoke early, dressed, and hurried down to the kitchens to warm my stuffed mushrooms. Many of the girls were already in there, and I had to wait my turn at the ovens. I didn’t mind waiting this time, since the closer I heated my food to the start of the event, the more likely it would still be warm by the time the royal family came to our table. With my appetizer warmed, I headed to the gardens and found Linda already at our station, fixing her half of the display. “Good morning, Linda,” I said as I approached. She didn’t reply. I guessed she was still avoiding me. That was going to make this situation more difficult. How were we supposed to work together if we weren’t speaking to each other? I resolved to do my best anyway, as much as I could without her support. Noticing that she had already arranged her deviled eggs over the table, I started to intersperse my stuffed mushrooms among them. That, of all things, seemed to finally trigger her i