"Put it over there" I instructed the servants who were now carrying the tall cake stand made of glass into the hall, "Carefully, it is fragile and I can't find another one right now to replace it" I added, watching them with furrowed eyes until they put the stand where I told them to place and then I let out a discreet breath of relief when they placed it carefully.
I felt a hand on my arm and I looked up to see Fiona shaking her head disapprovingly at me, "Relax, will you?" She asked me, "They are doing their best" She jutted her lips, gesturing to the servants.
I gave her a look before opening my mouth, "If anything gets broken then-"
"Then we will come up with another plan for this" She interrupted me, "This is what everyone does, Prosepene. If something does go as planned then they
