Jenni left the Inn early the next morning, when the downstairs tap room was empty.? She didn't know whether or not there would be maid service, so she took a moment to straighten up before leaving.
The experiences of the night before were still forefront in her mind.? She'd met a dragon who talked and knew about Tolkien and who raised sheep and cows and gardened!? And then there was the handsome man who claimed to be from India, although he sounded more English than anything else. His eyes had haunted her dreams that night.? She'd seen then somewhere before but couldn't quite remember where.? As she explored the city, eventually finding her way to the Marketplace again, she puzzled this over.
She found breakfast in the form of an apple-cinnamon muffin and a cup of coffee at a bookstore and then decided to continue her explorations south.? The girl behind the counter at the bookstore told her to avoid an area called the Five Kingdoms but the rest of the city would be relatively safe.
On the other side of the river that bisected the city, she explored a huge library, a museum, a temple, and found something that looked like the Hotel de Paris in Monaco.? "No way," she said, standing at the curb and staring up at it.? "No freakin' way."
She hopped up the front steps, and as soon as she stepped through the revolving door that led into the lobby, she felt as though she was coming home.? Marble, gilt, crystal chandeliers, hothouse flowers, antique Persian carpets as far as the eye could see.? Doormen in uniforms, bellboys rushing luggage to rooms, a spa, a casino, a roof-top pool.? It was as if she'd somehow wound up in Monaco.
The lunch-time rush was in full swing at the Temple causing a mouth-watering blend of aromas to waft and mix out of the elegant doors of the restaurant.? Roasted red peppers, seafood, grilled meat; they all beckoned to passersby as effectively as any advertisement. Enticed by the amazing smells coming from the restaurant located just off the lobby, Jenni headed in that direction.? The dining room was packed to the gills and she had to wait for 15 minutes just to get a table on the patio, overlooking a small, beautifully arranged kitchen garden.? She ordered a mimosa and looked over the menu while she waited for her drink.
It had been a busy morning for Daniel.? Without Riley or David around, he'd spent the time so far bouncing back and forth between his restaurant and the administrative offices.? It was a good thing that the staff was quite competent by this point?he didn't worry too badly about what was going in the rest of hotel when he was in the Temple's kitchen.? His cooks were a little more worrisome, but since they were all slightly terrified of their intense-eyed, growly-voiced boss, all of them were working extra hard even when he was busy elsewhere.
In the kitchen, Daniel moved from station to station in a ceaseless circuit.? He used the activity to keep his mind off thoughts of Lelah.? The only hint of his darker-than-usual mood came out in brusque comments regarding the quality of food being produced in his kitchen.? He never crossed the line into actual anger, but all of his chefs could tell something was bothering him.
When he was satisfied that everyone was performing up to snuff, Daniel took off his apron and went out into the dining room to circulate among the guests for a while, asking after their meals, greeting regulars, and searching for any signs of trouble--the culinary kind, generally, though any guest who smelled even a little upset soon found a politely concerned Indian man standing next to their table and asking how everything was
Jenni finally decided upon vegetable spring rolls and a Temple salad and had just settled down to wait in the herb-scented air when a familiar face arrived on the patio.? The guy with the haunting eyes!? And he was dressed in a chef's jacket.? Did he work here?? And what was his name?
The experiences of the night before were still forefront in her mind.? She'd met a dragon who talked and knew about Tolkien and who raised sheep and cows and gardened!? And then there was the handsome man who claimed to be from India, although he sounded more English than anything else. His eyes had haunted her dreams that night.? She'd seen then somewhere before but couldn't quite remember where.? As she explored the city, eventually finding her way to the Marketplace again, she puzzled this over.
She found breakfast in the form of an apple-cinnamon muffin and a cup of coffee at a bookstore and then decided to continue her explorations south.? The girl behind the counter at the bookstore told her to avoid an area called the Five Kingdoms but the rest of the city would be relatively safe.
On the other side of the river that bisected the city, she explored a huge library, a museum, a temple, and found something that looked like the Hotel de Paris in Monaco.? "No way," she said, standing at the curb and staring up at it.? "No freakin' way."
She hopped up the front steps, and as soon as she stepped through the revolving door that led into the lobby, she felt as though she was coming home.? Marble, gilt, crystal chandeliers, hothouse flowers, antique Persian carpets as far as the eye could see.? Doormen in uniforms, bellboys rushing luggage to rooms, a spa, a casino, a roof-top pool.? It was as if she'd somehow wound up in Monaco.
The lunch-time rush was in full swing at the Temple causing a mouth-watering blend of aromas to waft and mix out of the elegant doors of the restaurant.? Roasted red peppers, seafood, grilled meat; they all beckoned to passersby as effectively as any advertisement. Enticed by the amazing smells coming from the restaurant located just off the lobby, Jenni headed in that direction.? The dining room was packed to the gills and she had to wait for 15 minutes just to get a table on the patio, overlooking a small, beautifully arranged kitchen garden.? She ordered a mimosa and looked over the menu while she waited for her drink.
It had been a busy morning for Daniel.? Without Riley or David around, he'd spent the time so far bouncing back and forth between his restaurant and the administrative offices.? It was a good thing that the staff was quite competent by this point?he didn't worry too badly about what was going in the rest of hotel when he was in the Temple's kitchen.? His cooks were a little more worrisome, but since they were all slightly terrified of their intense-eyed, growly-voiced boss, all of them were working extra hard even when he was busy elsewhere.
In the kitchen, Daniel moved from station to station in a ceaseless circuit.? He used the activity to keep his mind off thoughts of Lelah.? The only hint of his darker-than-usual mood came out in brusque comments regarding the quality of food being produced in his kitchen.? He never crossed the line into actual anger, but all of his chefs could tell something was bothering him.
When he was satisfied that everyone was performing up to snuff, Daniel took off his apron and went out into the dining room to circulate among the guests for a while, asking after their meals, greeting regulars, and searching for any signs of trouble--the culinary kind, generally, though any guest who smelled even a little upset soon found a politely concerned Indian man standing next to their table and asking how everything was
Jenni finally decided upon vegetable spring rolls and a Temple salad and had just settled down to wait in the herb-scented air when a familiar face arrived on the patio.? The guy with the haunting eyes!? And he was dressed in a chef's jacket.? Did he work here?? And what was his name?