As evening fell in the outside world and the Ruins of the Divine War had just passed through a night, Sno finished praying to Mr. Fool. Bernadette arrived at his room on schedule as well.
Then Bernadette's eyebrow twitched twice.
She had expected to see a table full of novel foods, but instead there was only an incense burner wafting thin curls of smoke, a maid brewing tea, and four plates of dried fruits and four plates of candied fruits.
"This is hometown cuisine?" Bernadette looked at the dried and candied fruits on the table, confirming that they were all fairly common fruits from the northern and southern continents. She was slightly surprised, but then Sno spoke:
"Well, the menu alone for hometown cuisine could fill a library. If you asked me to choose on the spot, someone as indecisive as me really wouldn't know what to serve. So I decided to follow a proper banquet sequence. Besides, you're an Angel, so it's not like you can't eat that much."
"A banquet?" Bernadette frowned slightly at the word. As a princess of Intis, she understood all too well that court banquet dishes were the very definition of flashy but impractical. To facilitate socializing, they were also mostly served cold. But thinking about it that way, the dried and candied fruits made sense. As for a menu that could fill a library... she merely took that claim with a grain of salt. Intis cuisine, famed for its delicacies, was likewise rich in variety, but after a thousand years of change, it would be impressive if even one percent still suited modern tastes. She decisively ignored the word "menu."
Still, from an observational perspective, she was not disappointed. Compared with food alone, court banquets involved far more culture and dining procedures. She