Elena stretched her body on the bed. When she woke up, she was feeling much better. She stood up from the bed, with the bed cover wrapped round her chest.
Having her bath was like a thug of war for her. The feeling of the water on her skin caused her excruciating pain.
After having her bath, she headed down stairs. The aroma coming from the kitchen hit her nose, making her mouth water.
Her stomach grumbled, as she followed the delightful smell to the kitchen. She met Liam in the kitchen with an apron tied round his waist, his focus on what he was doing.
"Good morning." Elena greeted, as she sat on the kitchen island.
"It's actually noon." Liam responded.
"Oh. What are you doing?"
"Isn't it obvious." Liam chuckled.
"What's a crown prince doing in the kitchen? You're not even supposed to do the dishes talk more of cooking."
"I actually like cooking. I learnt how to cook from my dad." Liam answered.
