Author's Note
Well, here's my first fan fic. Complete with poisen romance and cliff hangers. Zhen Mei is an original character.
A servant dashed into the kitchen and announced "General Zhou Yu has sent me with the message that food and wine must be prepared for the banquet being held tonight in the Shu general's honor. He also told me that this bag of spices must be evenly distrubuted between four wine goblets for our honored guests." The servant dashed off again leaving the bag in the old woman's hands.
She undid the tie on the top of the bag and began pouring it into a glass.
Meanwhile...
Zhou Yu leads his guests- Liu Bei, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and Zhuge Liang - to a small elaborately decorated room.
"Be seated my honoured guests," said Zhou Yu gesturing towards the chairs. They are all seated. "Our wine should be here soon.
Back in the kitchen...
"Zhen Mei," said the old woman, roughly poking the servant girl out of her day dreams. Zhen Mei looked up drowsily as she pushed he dark hair behind her ears. "Take four goblets to the Shu generals dining with General Zhou Yu."
Zhen Mei grabbed four goblets and began to fill them.
"No, no dear, these goblets- General Zhou sent a messenger with spices to put in the wine and I already put it in thouse cups.
"Why would he send spices? This kitchen is already stocked with almost every spice on earth," said Zhen Mei.
"Tis best not the question the General's orders, Mei. Now hurry along," said the old woman, shoving the tray with the four goblets int Zhen Mei's arms.
Once she was out in the hall Zhen Mei sniffed the wine. It did not smell like there was spice in it. Questions formed in her mind but she could not sort them into anything comprehensible.
Zhen Mei entered the small room with a bow. She was afraid. If she made a mistake serving the General or his companions she could be executed.
None of them noticed her entry except for Zhuge Liang. Although his mouth did not move, his dark eyes smiled at her. She could feel the color rising in her cheeks as she smiled back at him. He really was handsome...POISEN. As she lifted the first glass the word filled her mind. The answer to her questions was had.
Only Zhuge Liang saw Zhen Mei as she made a split second decision. She tilted the tray to a 45ΒΌ angle and dropped the glass in her hand. As it fell, a splash of wine hit Zhuge Liang, leaving a stain on his white robes. A moment later the other glasses met the floor with a resounding crack.
Now the other three turned to look at her.
A servant dashed into the kitchen and announced "General Zhou Yu has sent me with the message that food and wine must be prepared for the banquet being held tonight in the Shu general's honor. He also told me that this bag of spices must be evenly distrubuted between four wine goblets for our honored guests." The servant dashed off again leaving the bag in the old woman's hands.
She undid the tie on the top of the bag and began pouring it into a glass.
Meanwhile...
Zhou Yu leads his guests- Liu Bei, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and Zhuge Liang - to a small elaborately decorated room.
"Be seated my honoured guests," said Zhou Yu gesturing towards the chairs. They are all seated. "Our wine should be here soon.
Back in the kitchen...
"Zhen Mei," said the old woman, roughly poking the servant girl out of her day dreams. Zhen Mei looked up drowsily as she pushed he dark hair behind her ears. "Take four goblets to the Shu generals dining with General Zhou Yu."
Zhen Mei grabbed four goblets and began to fill them.
"No, no dear, these goblets- General Zhou sent a messenger with spices to put in the wine and I already put it in thouse cups.
"Why would he send spices? This kitchen is already stocked with almost every spice on earth," said Zhen Mei.
"Tis best not the question the General's orders, Mei. Now hurry along," said the old woman, shoving the tray with the four goblets int Zhen Mei's arms.
Once she was out in the hall Zhen Mei sniffed the wine. It did not smell like there was spice in it. Questions formed in her mind but she could not sort them into anything comprehensible.
Zhen Mei entered the small room with a bow. She was afraid. If she made a mistake serving the General or his companions she could be executed.
None of them noticed her entry except for Zhuge Liang. Although his mouth did not move, his dark eyes smiled at her. She could feel the color rising in her cheeks as she smiled back at him. He really was handsome...POISEN. As she lifted the first glass the word filled her mind. The answer to her questions was had.
Only Zhuge Liang saw Zhen Mei as she made a split second decision. She tilted the tray to a 45ΒΌ angle and dropped the glass in her hand. As it fell, a splash of wine hit Zhuge Liang, leaving a stain on his white robes. A moment later the other glasses met the floor with a resounding crack.
Now the other three turned to look at her.