Kalix Noah's POV
As soon as I heard from the servants that my wife was busy in the kitchen, I ran to the kitchen and proved it myself. She was really baking bread and pastry.
"I ask the owner to teach me. I made that myself. You already received the real one, so... That's what I can give," I replied.
I grabbed another piece of cheese bread and ate it. "Annie, can I have a basket for these?" I ask.
My parents grab three cheeses for themselves. I laugh. They're biting the third one while holding the other two. I guess they like the bread that my wife makes. I notice my wife standing close to me.
I turn around and receive a peck on my lips. She smiled. I was worried that the sweets I gave her would be ruined. I looked around, and the boxes were on the kitchen counter.
The apple she's holding, the stick gives in and falls to the ground. She crouches down and catches it.
