[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: WHO I AM~ ANNE MARIE]
"Princess Kitanna, you can tell the maids to do it. You don't have to stress..." Larel's voice trailed.
Kitanna shook her head negatively, "Nix wants to eat my food. I can do it; you perhaps think I can't handle kitchen work because I'm a princess, right? Larel, are you judging me?" The princess asked playfully, frowning.
"I'm not, but my question is why did you call me. I don't know how to cook either? I had maids back at home that helped me." Larel sighed, looking at the princess as she added a ball of onions into the pot.
Kitanna stirred whatever it is that was in the pot, she raised her face to look at Larel, "Don't worry yourself; you're here to provide me with emotional support. Axilla will soon be here; I'm sure she can help out." The heat coming from the boiling pot made inside the kitchen hot; balls of sweat started forming on Kitanna's forehead, but she still continued to stir the content in the pot.
