“PASTRIES” in italiano

He glanced at Cinda out of the corner of his eye, around the gleaming silver pitchers that held the coffee and the piles of fruits and pastries the servants had placed around them.

There were none of the fluffy eggs, hunks of fried ham, or pastries that drew Eastwatch’s denizens from their own hearths to Anne’s, but with such a commotion that morning, everyone would understand.