Standing in the kitchen, I was trying my best to make sandwich for me but I was doing so damn bad job. Every second when I was messing with the things, I recalled my Dad words about my mom's cooking. Mom is from from a very wealthy family and she barely knew the cooking in past but for my Dad, she leaned the whole different cuisine.
The sound coming out of the clock pulled me out of my thoughts and I looked at the time. Its almost noon and I am still in the kitchen trying to make something for me. From last 2 days that brat knight was taking me to his office with him but today I decided to stay at his mansion.
Its not like I don't like going there, I love his office but everytime I felt so damn uncomfortable when any staff or his business mates used to step into his cabin and stare at
