[Rosalin's POV]
Rosalin was still making her way through the buffet when she stopped in front of another tray of roasted beef. She picked up the serving tongs, stared at the meat for a second, then casually added two more slices to her plate.
At this point, her plate was already ridiculously full. A large mound of rice sat underneath several pieces of grilled chicken and roasted beef, with roasted potatoes, pasta, vegetables, and a few slices of bread squeezed into whatever space was left.
Somehow, Rosalin was still looking for more.
She moved down the table and stopped in front of the grilled fish. Her eyes dropped to the salmon, then to her plate.
'Hm… I can fit one more. Should I? Or shouldn't I?'
In the end, Rosalin carefully placed a piece along the edge. She stared at it for a moment before letting out a satisfied smile.
Then the smell of roasted lamb reached her.
