I look at Jihanus with skepticism. "You chose an omelet." He smiles at me and nods, to which I can only smile back as I shrug my shoulders. "Then an omelet you shall have!" We enter the kitchen, and I let the cook know to prepare two omelets for us. We then continue on through the kitchen and into a small private dining room.

We sit and talk about my errands in the market for the palace until our eggs are brought in. "Here you are Anna!" the cook himself declares as he suddenly enters.

Jihanus jumps up startled, and looks for a moment as if Cook is carrying deadly weapons instead of plates of food. I rise and put a light hand on his arm. "It's alright, Master Jihanus. It's just our supper."