I was too absorbed in my own thoughts that I didn't notice Leo already went back with a bowl in hand while the steam is visible above it, indicating that it was freshly-cooked. When he placed it above the table, I leaned more closely to see what he cooked and was glad to see a bowl of macaroni soup in front of me. It does look tasty.
"Help yourself, Prince Arthur," Leo said while pointing both of his palms to the bowl he placed above the table.
I was about to correct him once again, but seeing how he reacted earlier, I chose to remain silent and have a taste instead of the meal he prepared for tonight.
My eyes sparkled after having a taste of this deliciously-cooked macaroni soup. The flavors put to it reminds me of the same dish that was always prepared for me and my brother by our dear mother.
Aww... I suddenly missed our home.
