He watched her cook in glee. The man was so engrossed in watching her cooking that he forgot to sip his wine. Elise cut the chicken into small pieces and washed them.
Her movement was awkward at first, but then she became more confident. Several times, Loriel winced his forehead, worried that she would hurt herself, but he managed to hold back from taking over the cooking.
He must let Elise do what she wanted to do. If he always did things for her, treated her like a helpless child, she would feel smothered and he didn't want that.
So, sometimes he held his breath, and sometimes he looked away when Elise almost cut her fingers. Luckily, it didn't happen.
"Pour some salt and spring onion slices," she muttered while reading the instruction on her phone screen. The soup was almost done and they could smell it in the air.
