The medieval kitchen smells of roast and pig. The finest cuisine often includes a variety of beautiful colors and a selection of deceased animals.
kitchen, Inside Castle
chef
guest
I am someone who visits friends and relatives. I enjoy spending time with them.  I am usually entertained and wanted in their homes.
Oh! I'm just- a visiting guest, sorry! I'll get right on it, chef. It smells wonderful in here. Ah, honored guest of the King!  You must be the one everyone is talking about.  Pardon my rudeness - I have to be sharp with these louts or else nothing would get done!  You understand how it is. I- well, yes, but I don't mind helping out. I fancy cooking, it's one of those things that I don't get to do myself. I can't wait for the feast, so I traveled down early. What are you preparing? Hrmp, well.  No offense, good sir, but have you any experience.  I can't risk the king's ire by ruining the meal.  The last chef who displeased him had his hands cut off... and then his head, for good measure. Oh, not really, I suppose I should leave you to it. You won't mind if I watch you cook, will you? I will stay out of the way. Well... here don't look so crestfallen.  Hold this at least - be careful, it's quite hot.   Oh! Alright, I will do that. Anything I can do to assist without being in the way is a joy. When I was a child, I visited kitchens quite a bit! The smells always drew me in. So, why is it that the King is bringing in a man such as yourself?  He's usually a reclusive sort, not much for company.  Truthfully this is the most food I've cooked since I started this job! He calls me in sometimes when he is feeling most lonely. I would like to say he simply likes my company, but I also bring stories from my travels that entertain him. Well, I suppose you know him best.  Just... well a friendly piece of advice, but watch yourself around him.  He's gotten a little testy for some reason ever since he had his wife executed for high treason. Yes I had heard about that, nasty business. I will do my best. I brought my book of prayers and my hymn book just in case. They've always been a feeling of- protection for me. How are you dealing with it? Ha - mostly by staying down here.  I had a right time of it trying to figure out what he wanted for this evening's menu.  I've never seen a face turn quite so *very* red when I suggested the goose over the venison.