"So, this is where I can find you."
Cataleya whirled around and saw the duke from behind her. She watched her took a seat beside her and eyed the happenings at the main floor of the kitchen.
"Were you looking for me?" She asked.
"I did. The last place I check was in your room but you're not there. Thank you, Anton." He said after the butler handed him a glass of beer.
Butler Anton returned to the side of the cook, like a parent overseeing his children having so much fun.
"Well, you found me. What is it?" she asked as she scoop another of her cucumber ice cream.
The duke looked down to it. "I thought you will never have the chance to taste it for awhile. You left in a hurry a while ago."
"Like I say, my friends and I have something to talk about-," Cataleya stopped when she realized that they hadn't discussed the core of the problem at all. It was about the letter of invitation from the princess.
"What is it?"
