"Why has Your Majesty come here?" Miguel frowned when he saw the Queen in her oversized dress enter his kitchen where he was concocting potions, today was a month after his release from the confinement of the Wizard Elders.
"What are you doing?"
Queen Dwizella circled Miguel and she saw that some strange things were lying on the table, there were tubers, some black hard-looking fruits, and some moss-like plants floating on the top of the bowl.
"I am making medicinal herbs for the soldiers," Miguel answered curtly and sliced the tuber on the table, he was a little disturbed by the Queen pacing behind him. "Can Your Majesty have a seat?"
"No, I've been sitting in the royal court for too long, I just wanted to have a look." Queen Dwizella smiled and her hands moved to stir the stove, Miguel immediately stopped her.
