The Empress Dowager shot him a narrow glance. "Skin food or not, just talking about it makes me hungrier. Stop stalling and tell Sorayah to prepare a meal already."
"Yes, of course! I shall tell her at once," Eunuch Frank replied quickly. "Shall I let her know what dish you'd like, or will anything do?"
"I want that chicken of hers.. the spiced one," she said firmly, licking her bottom lip slightly as the hunger pangs grew more intense. "And some rice. Her rice has that perfect balance...soft but not mushy. I can't hold this hunger any longer, Frank. My eyes are already turning!"
"Understood, Your Highness!" Eunuch Frank exclaimed, already halfway to the door.
"Oh, and tell her to send some snacks first," she added quickly, raising a hand as if summoning her final bit of patience. "I need something to nibble on before the main meal is ready. I swear, if I collapse from hunger, this entire palace will hear of it."
