"Do you recall the recipe for this?" King Leandro asked as he rolled up his sleeves and fixed his clothes.
One of the servants offered an apron to him. His head was bowed down while his arms trembled.
"Thank you, you may get back to work," King Leandro ordered the servant.
The other servants did the same.
King Leandro now faced her. His eyes were gleaming, making him look like he was sincere in his desire to help.
Aisha was still in the kitchen, as she had no desire to stop trying to cook rice. She must show them that she was not joking.
However, she has never experienced cooking it before. There was always the cook and the helpers to do that for her.
She would just eat whatever is in front of her. And it doesn't look like this every single time.
Aisha thought hard while staring at the burnt rice in front of her with a downcast face.
