Aselia's POV
After he dropped me off in the kitchen, Madam Marci was in a state of turmoil as I silently watched the petit plump woman flail her hands in exasperation on discovering I had to cook a whole meal on my own.
I, on the other hand, was genuinely relaxed. He said he would eat anything I would cook so what was there to worry about? Madam Marci had decided that Ravioli with cream sauce as entrèe, medium rare beef steak with white sauce as a main course and chocolate pudding for dessert.
She had helped me with the ingredients and wanted me to get started as soon as possible. As I had no clue about cooking she knew it would take me hours to make these. She was standing on the opposite side of the counter giving me instructions I could see sweat oozing out on her face as she kept wiping it with a napkin. I felt sorry for her and the stress she had been placed in because of me.
