Kassandra's POV
I was looking at how many apples the tree had. I also crave some food made from apples.
"I can make you some. I love making apple pie," Princess Candice. I look at her and smile.
"I'll take care of making the jam," Lilibeth says.
"We'll take care of the apple juice," Princess Ava says.
"Axel, can you gather all the fruits?" I ask.
He sighed and shook his head. "Nope. You're not going to have any food that has apples on it," he protests.
I look at Arida. She crossed her arms and gave me a warning glance. I pouted.
"Is that how you treat a pregnant woman?" I ask, sulking.
"We can harvest them," Prince Gregory says. I smiled. Arida pinches my cheeks.
"It's not because you're beautiful and pregnant would mean that you can get away from your trick, our general. Just talk to Tamara and curse. Making a poison from apples is a big no!" she says.
