"What the hell happened here?"
I slapped my forehead as I looked at the kitchen. The fruits and vegetables which Jacia, Clarabella, and Daniella bought were all crushed. The three of them rubbed their necks nervously as mud covered their faces and clothes. Jacia then answered.
"When we came back from the marketplace, our carriage got stuck in a mud patch. This caused the carriage to tilt and the produce fell to the ground. We had managed to make a group effort and pick this up."
I sighed. This had got to be the shitiest day of my life. I breathed in and out calmly. The best thing to do now is make food rations out of this. I walked over and picked up a pot. The maids, cooks, and my crew watched me in awe as I started pounding the produce.
"Miss Mila! What are you doing?"
I looked at my crew and said.
