Feyre humms along the way in the lavish Hall of the Royal Family of the Golden Wings kingdom. She smiles softly and she crosses her arms in a calm manner. Other maids bow to her for she is the Chief Handmaiden and resume their duties, loud noises and running footsteps are heard made by the young heirs to the throne and more maids attempt to settle them down. She proceeds to the entrance to clean and she starts to brush away each dust particles away "Hmm-hmm, so much dust, no worries. I wonder what do we make for dinner... We'll just prepare whatever is needed."