Camilla lifted her shoulders and gave a very casual, light shrug. She decided not to waste her time worrying about his personality anymore. She was hungry, and the food in front of her was excellent.
"Uncle Murry," Camilla spoke out loud, breaking the quiet silence of the large room.
The older housekeeper quickly stood up straight. He placed his hands neatly behind his back and looked at her attentively. "Yes, My Lady?"
Camilla pointed her silver fork at the large roasted chicken and the massive bowl of mashed potatoes.
"Thank you for the meal," Camilla said warmly. She smiled a genuine smile. "They are so delicious. The kitchen staff did a wonderful job. But please, sit down and eat with me. I'm afraid I can't finish it all by myself. It is far too much food for one person."
Mr. Murry blinked in surprise. In a noble household, the servants never sat at the main dining table to eat with their masters. It was against all the strict rules of society.
