My Lady Chef

Ely's POV:

It seems my 25-minute creamy mushroom pasta was a hit with the bridal house staff today!

My supper meal was a tender lamb stew with rosemary better and creamy cauliflower mash and a toasty brioche with butter. A most satisfactory evening meal but I also took a small plate of my pasta with me after I had Charles delivered the staff meal tray to the kitchenette.

the dehydrate meat broth cubes were all done faster than I thought because of my fire mana's continued heating and compressing process.

I used an ice tray cube to form them well and had my water mana harden the cubes slightly till it was a good-sized cube. I managed to make a whole big jar of chicken and pork broth cubes in just a day, a process that usually takes days if not for my mana manipulation.

As I ate the last strands of the creamy pasta from my tray. I congratulated myself on the idea of adding more flavor to a cream-based pasta by melting broth cubes into the mix.

I remember doing it so many times when I was too hungry to cook anything elaborate.

Since the maids were busy eating, I decided to take my tray down to the kitchen myself since they must be enjoying their meals. I coincidentally passed by the kitchenette room and I can hear lips smacking loudly and a few soft moans of pleasure as the clinking of utensils made my heart warm.

They enjoyed it alright...

I cannot help but smile at their voices as I tiptoed into the kitchen to place my dishes in the sink.

But a shuffling sound suddenly made me turn around. A hulking shadow was silhouetted against the kitchen's back door. Somehow I was curious as the door opened and a tall man wearing a scarlet fur-lined cloak and had muddy boots and a wrinkled military uniform.

Another man also came in but he was shorter but compared to me, they were both like two bulls in a china shop with their broad shoulders and muscled physiques straining against their uniforms.

The kitchen had its light dimmed so I could not make out their faces but my gaze somehow was drawn to the taller one, his way of dressing seems nobler and he was more powerfully built. Tall as I am, the top of my head was only in line with his ribcage.

It cannot be...

younger man with blonde hair and brown eyes while my gaze lingered

my throat at my first glimpse of Ezran Aisenburg, the Duke of Tartarus also known as the Crimson Swordsman and Blade

main house's conference room where portraits of the past and current dukes are placed. I saw a young portrait of

more imposing in real life and

recognize me

man was

camp is all but gone now; Make a lot as I

to take a seat and wait for a while as I pulled out some leftover pasta and quickly chopped some garlic, minced brown mushrooms and sliced some bacon with practiced movements and took out a few herbs from the herb shelf near the stove as well. I also took the jar where my broth cubes are kept and

opening the stove with a mana stone Linda purchased for me a

broth cubes, Your Grace," I answered

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mushroom, adding the herbs and spices before taking a few pinches of a secret spice and added it too before adding the finely minced garlic and then the cube

half cream and lowered the heat with mana while stirring it now and then while frying the

I dried a few days ago before mixing the bacon into the pasta and quickly plating a big helping for two men along with toast that I warmed

is.." I shaved some parmesan cheese on top before giving it to

the aide look at his plate and he looked grateful, confirming my suspicion from the soft way he was swallowing his saliva was a sign that

way I presented the plate which was the usual mountain-shaped twirl but he took his fork and twisted a small amount and put it in his mouth. He then froze as he slurped the long strand that

seconds of silence ensued and I wondered if he did not like the

a piece of toast and ate it before eating the pasta again, this time he looked very concentrated

master; his hand suddenly moved faster as I went to