"Take… Take my clothes off?" Camilla glared at Mag with disbelief.
This fellow actually wanted her to take her clothes off in broad daylight?
Wasn't this request a little too… exhilarating?
"Oh, apologies, what I meant was your cape. I need to test if you are able to take up the role, so I need you to enter the kitchen. It wouldn't be too convenient with your cape on." Mag pointed at Camilla's cape.
"Hmph." Camilla snorted coldly. She moved her finger, and the cape resting on her shoulder slid down and hung nicely on a chair. However, she felt an inexplicable sense of disappointment.
"Come on in." Mag walked towards the restaurant and held the door for Camilla.
In the kitchen, Firis was practicing making fried rice seriously.
Mag walked to the entrance of the kitchen, watched Firis who was tossing the fried rice in the wok skillfully, and nodded with satisfaction.
