"You know, I was making your favourite dishes to pacify you," I told her, pointing my finger at the chopped veggies.
She pulled my cheeks. "Aww, so sweet of you." She stood on her toes and placed a kiss on my cheek. I just smiled at her.
"By the way what were you making?" She asked, raising her brows.
"Garlic Bread and pasta." She licked her lower lip adorably as I told her.
"Before this, I want my Prince to follow my few orders." She uttered, coming closer to my face.
"Prince?" I narrowed my brows in confusion.
"Yes, the way I'm your Princess, you're my Prince. Like it is Master and His Princess, in the same way, it is Mistress and her Prince." I chuckled as she told me why she called me Prince.
She glared at me, frowning. "Don't laugh at me or else your Mistress will punish you
