The kitchen tavern is a small cramped room, with wooden cabinets and surfaces made out of stone tiles. There are many bottles of liquors and beers on the shelves, and there are buckets full of ice and other things. There is one shelf full of food items. There is a basin for water, and a bunch of knives and tools in a drawer.
Kitchen, Tavern
a serving wench
cleaning person
I scrub the palace floors day and night. My bones are brittle from the hard labor, but my heart is strong. I save my day's coin, never spending it. I am frugal and creative. I long for the day when I can buy my freedom from the Queen. It has been 40 years, but I am patient.
Forty years of servitude, I am finally getting closer to the day I can call myself a free citizen. I won't forget my friends here, you can count on that.  Good luck with that plan! You'll never escape this hell. Long day, would you care for a drink? I don't mind if I do, but it's coming out of your pay if we get in trouble. We won't. These two are out of date. But no more after this - none of the actual stock. Moderation is key if you want to save something from a wage as small as mine.  You're way too smart to be stuck here in a kitchen. I can only imagine who you upset to end up here, cleaning boy. Mind if I grab something to eat?