"Wow, that sounds really overbearing for a dish, don't you think," asked Lyon with a twitch in his smile. He knew there was a reason why his goosebumps rose for the name of the dish sounded more aggressive than it should be. He knew it was missing the word art, what kind of art, only his innate soul knew.
Kesya grinned coquettishly. "They shouldn't try though, they might not be able to handle the taste."
The princesses furrowed their eyebrows. Even though the woman in front of her was stronger than both of them, there was no need to demean them for they were strong in their own rights.
Cecile shook her head with a smile. "There is no need to take her words seriously, Assid is our best cook, she is just spouting nonsense."
"That's rude empress! Oops!" Kesya immediately covered her mouth.
"Empress?" Cherie raised her brows.
