Heading for breakfast

You soon find a huge regal staircase that leads from the hallway you're on down to a large foyer. At the front of the foyer are huge oak doors that presumably lead outside. A young woman dressed as a maid stands at the bottom of the stairs, and greets you with polite, respectful eyes.

"Good morning, Lady Francesca." She says, as you descend the stairs towards her.

"Good morning." You reply back stiffly, not really having any idea how to act as a noblewoman. But apparently, that was fine, because the maid continues normally.

"Breakfast is already served in the dining hall. Would you like me to escort you?"

"Please." You say, relieved that you don't have to find the dining hall on your own, whilst pretending that you know where it is already.

You are taken through a grand living room into an equally grand dining hall. A large expensive wooden table that could seat at least 16 guests stretches across the magnificently decorated space.

You are guided to a specific seat - one of three that has been prepared, towards one end of the table. The three meals that have already been served, and you study them suspiciously. Whilst the one at the head of the table looks 'normal', and includes several portions of tasty-looking cuts of meat, yours and the one directly opposite are largely vegetable-based, and covered with a thick layer of salad dressing.

At least, you assume it's salad dressing, until you notice that your glass is also filled with the same creamy substance.

No way. It can't be.

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Oh my god. It's semen.

Your opinion of this world quickly drops, as you discover that you and your mother are apparently expected to consume copious amounts of semen as both a beverage and a food dressing.

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