Auberge de La Maison Auberge de La Maison - Golden Book Hotels

PRINCESS VIRGINIA 14 - 15
taste the dark chocolate, wild berries and whipped
cream dessert the chef would have prepared to the delight
of her palate, dulled by the fat and carbohydratefree
dishes that her mother cooked so she would lose
weight. She promised herself at least two helpings to
get the holiday off to a good start.
The next morning, Virginia opened her turquoise
eyes in the Princess Room, and they lingered over the
walnut dresser, its inviting colour as warm as a sip of
cinnamon tea. She experienced a rare feeling of wellbeing.
Sunlight filtered through the pale, half-open
curtains. The warmth from the white eiderdown was
delicious. She would linger in bed. She was in no hurry
to have breakfast. Still full from the previous evening’s
lavish dinner, she was not hungry. Not just the
dessert, but also the black bread and fontina cheese
soup and the potato and mocetta ham salad had been
delicious. A slight headache reminded her that perhaps
she had exaggerated with the white wine. Served
well-chilled, it had rolled down her throat delightfully.
She had been consumed with anxiety about the long
journey alone, and when she finally arrived at her
destination, she had not denied herself an extra glass.