The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 1962

It was high noon, and the stomachs of the guests at the grand banquet were beginning to grumble. As the waitstaff brought out dish after dish of delectable fare, not only did those seated at the tables salivate, but even the folks watching through their screens were drooling.

[Man, this spread is even fancier than what I had at my own wedding yesterday.]

[The crazy part is, they've already served eleven courses, and the waiters are still bringing more. There are only eight people at a table, how many more dishes are there to come?]

[I'm shedding tears of poverty here.]

Arabella was seated with her parents, along with her grandparents and maternal grandparents.

Her brothers and sister-in-laws had their own table.

Her uncles and aunts were grouped together.

And then there were the various close and distant relatives who had all turned up.

All the journalists and photographers wished they could eat faster, eager to make time to interview other distinguished guests.

Today's guest list surpassed a thousand, and not a single one was an ordinary person. To be seated here today meant you were a figure of significant influence!