She placed her head on the table and looked at the chef. She pouted, felt a little annoying by the chef as this was happening for the first time.
Her chin was on the table, supporting her head as she was looking towards the chef.
"You know I am here. Why are you ignoring me" Freya complained!
"Why aren't you talking to me?"
Finally, she turned and looked at the princess, she smiled.
She spoke, "If I have something in my mind, I talk to my mirror. I don't have a chef as you do"
Freya understood what she meant, she was a little too old for the pampering. Not just a little old, she was now the principal of black Raven.
But Freya was afraid to accept it, the chef was the only friend she had in the castle. Whom she adores, the chef is the closest person to her.
Freya showing her puppy eyes looked at the chef's eyes, to look as sweet as possible and said, "But you are the only friend I have."
Her puppy eyes and pout face were making her irresistible.
