"Where is the cake?" Faila yelled at the royal baker, who was covered in cake mix from head from toe, courtesy of Faila.
She had given orders to have him bake a chocolate cake. She wanted the cake to be ready in an hour.
The baker went ahead to make a red velvet cake mix, there was no time to run to the market to get ingredients for a chocolate cake.
The moment she walked into the kitchen, and she saw the red velvet cake mix, she poured out a bit of the anger she felt on him by picking up the cake mix and dumping it on him.
"The cake.... I just ... Sug–"
"Shall I come there and force the words out of that filthy mouth of yours?" She yelled at him.
" — the cake will be ready in five minutes" he finally got some words out of his stuttering mouth. He bowed before running into the kitchen away from Faila before she had him thrown into the oven.
