"Ow!" the knife dropped from my hand instantly. My teary eyes fell on the small wound I have given myself, it was just a grease but that doesn't mean it didn't hurt and bleed, my eyes darted to the rest of the small bandage covering my fingers. It was a nightmare! I wonder how Elvenia does this. The whole day I spent in this kitchen was nothing but pain for me, if the smoke didn't get to my eyes it would be my throat and worse, chopping vegetables was a nightmare.
"Perhaps you should retire, young miss"
I turned to Elvenia and bit my bottom lip, feeling uneasy from her dark gaze. "Be honest with me" I began gulping. "How do I do so far?"
She blinks, before sighing probably fed up. I knew she didn't want me here, it was either keep this or that in the exact same position, she practically worshiped this kitchen.
