STEP
STEP
STEP
CLAANK
The sound of footsteps and the clanking of iron pots and covers rang out through a place that could have only been reserved for the best of kings.
It was shaped like a large hall, and there was an extremely long dining table, its surface covered with the most supple, mouthwatering dishes—delicacies that only the greatest of kings would ever dream of tasting in their lifetimes.
Bottles of fine wines were arranged all over the table, drinks everywhere, along with golden plates that held various fruits.
Ladies dressed in maid uniforms moved about the area, serving the various dishes onto the golden plates. Some brought in more food on trays, while others wheeled in additional bottles of wine.
Two people were seated at the table.
One was MadWhite himself, and the other was Ryuk, who sat by the table's side, closer to MadWhite rather than at the far end.
The table was so long that he simply didn't feel like sitting that far away.
