"You go on with the wine," the cook, Petrus, told the woman. "She'll want that soon." He left his work for a moment and gathered a chunk of rye bread, a piece of cheese and an apple that looked surprisingly fresh for the time of year on a wooden plate and placed it on a crate next to Mialla. "Here you are. Should be only a few minutes before the baroness will see you. Leave your things here with us, if you like." He ran his eyes around the room for a moment, before pointing to a cupboard. "On top of the cupboard, where it's out of the way."<br/><hr/><em>(OOC: Keeping this short, to allow Mialla an opportunity to ask some questions if she likes.)</em>