"Actually I just wanted a quiet place to study and possibly if there’s any leftovers from dinner.. but it’s no trouble, I can get it myself.." her words trailed off feebly as no less than six elves stopped mid task, dumping soapy pans into huge sinks of water, the suds sloshing over the edges to the floor. Mops were abandoned, enchanted to continue sans elf and carrots were thrown down mid peel in a frantic rush to fix her a plate of dinner. Each elf carried a different tray laden with sausages and roasted potatoes, garlic green beans and thickly cut crusted sourdough. A butter dish was carried between two of the little elves, the butter shaped like a dolphin and enchanted to dive between the waves as they walked it to the table. They bowed deep as the plates and platters were presented in front of her in a lineup of delectable aromas and fresh clouds of steam drifting lazily towards the ceiling. 