Mina, Jakin and Ylva peer through the kitchen doorway, drawn by the unfamiliar and enticing smells. "Ooh, is it a, um..." Ylva starts in Eldarin, then switches to Eynvardis for the final word, "a party?" "What is it for?" Jakin asks, getting the gist of her question. "It's for, um..." Colle hesitates, and looks behind her to where Ffion is carrying a tray of steaming buns to the table. "The kitchen works!" she says happily, and Colle turns back to the door. "It's because the kitchen is working," she says, to Ylva and Mina, since Jakin has already sneaked over to the loaded table, ignoring his sister's hissed call back. Then a new voice speaks, and Ffion freezes in surprise. "Oh, you have been cooking!" Nazarchtharin says, and Ffion swallows nervously.