In the kingdom of Karo, a prosperous metropolis in the middle of the desert and was known as the land of gold.
Lilou was cupping her cheek on the small dining table. Despite the spacious kitchen of the mansion they had been staying in for the past four months, there wasn't a single soul inside other than the two of them.
"Lex... you will kill me," came out a lazy voice, pouting while watching that handsome specimen shoot every ingredient inside the pot. If she didn't help him in preparing the ingredients, she was certain he would just barely wash them and shoot them all in a boiling pot like a witch.
Stefan, who was holding a plate of peeled potatoes, glanced up. His eyes instantly caught her figure lazying on the table while waiting for the food.
"If you keep complaining, why don't you take over?" he asked sarcastically, arching a brow at her audacity. Lilou frowned and clicked her tongue in response.
