"Here you go, Lady Conchita." She spoke in a chipper voice, handing Banica a few snacks she saved for her. Banica was growing impatient, wanting a fourth serving of her usually feast. She looks at Pollo, who is informing Josef of the meal request, and back to Banica.

She watched as the duke devoured the snacks in seconds, her gluttonous needs growing by the second.