Chapter 10
Liam led them back to the scales corridor and through the door to the bakery. True to his word, Drindle was still in the bakery kitchen. He looked up from the cakes he was decorating. The pastry cloth full of icing clenched in his hand dripped cherry icing on the counter.
“Forget something?” he asked.
Liam shook his head. “We couldn't find the door. It's been moved. Nothing there but an empty space.”
Drindle moved fluidly to the next cake and drizzled a splash of icing across its top. “The nobles must have nothing better to do than shuffle the doors. Probably some court dandy is waiting to have his door moved closer to the hall. Must have been wearing holes in his fancy silk slippers.”
“We'll just have to find another way to visit the lake,” Liam said.
Drindle straightened up. Placing his fists on his lower back he stretched. “Ahhh…” he sighed as his bones cracked. “You can still make it back in time for dinner.” He handed them the tray of cakes. “Take these with you. The one with the cherry icing is for Hodekin. And tell Ogden I'll be dropping by soon to pick up my tray.”
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