Mythra crossed her arms underneath her ample bosom and let out an annoyed huff as she strode into the grand hall, having just been kicked out of the kitchen after a rather explosive attempt at preparing the appetizers for the celebration party. "Stupid oven, blowing up in my face like that. It's not MY fault the food exploded, the oven must be faulty," she muttered under her breath, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and frustration. Mythra was dressed up for the occasion in a figure-hu...