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She hated being ignored. "Ih, what the hell is she doing?" Clairy snapped to herself as Renata walked past her with her coffee cup. Without realizing it, Auntie had arranged all the ingredients to make cookies. Clairy was going to make chocolate-flavored cookies. Simple ingredients, but quite delicious. In fact, it didn't even need to take an hour. She had successfully created the first batch of cookies with a chocolate and cheese topping. "Already done. Finally," Clairy muttered happily. Clairy brought her cookies to where Bastian was. Bastian was still busy at the dining table near the connecting door to the backyard, where Renata was. Sitting on his favorite swing. Renata could see Bastia

She huffed, crossing her tiny arms and tilting her head, “I’m only worried about you two getting caught and me getting blamed for it. Last time, Mom thought I was the one eating all the biscuits in the pantry and then throwing all the crumbs on the floor!” “So what are you suggesting, dear sister?” He said, emphasising his words. Elara glanced sideways at Killian, then leaned closer, dropping her voice to a whisper that both Jared and Ethan had to strain to hear, “If I promise not to tell, you have to promise to bring me back something, too. Not just any sweet, but the Tarte Tropézienne and the Pain au Lait. Also, bring back some strawberry eclairs and I won't say a word. I'll even distract

“We should open a bakery one day.” “Oh really?” Maya asked, brushing a bit of flour from Anika’s hair. “And what would we call it?” “Anika & Maya’s Cookie Kingdom!” she said without hesitation. “That’s a very long name,” Maya teased. “Then just ‘The Cookie Kingdom.’” Maya smiled. “Alright, but only if you promise to actually sell the cookies and not eat them all before the customers arrive.” Anika giggled. “No promises.” The timer dinged, and the first batch came out golden-brown, the chocolate chips glistening slightly. The maids applauded dramatically as Anika held the tray — with both oven mitts on — and presented the cookies like a prized treasure.

Claudette responded. The maid named Leticia slightly covered her mouth. “Oops, my bad. I’m sorry, My Lady,” then, she grinned once again. “Would you like some, My Lady?” Claudette looked at the basket of cookies that the maid was offering her. The cookies had flowers engraved on it with a strawberry jam in the middle. She nodded and took the offer, getting one cookie and took a bite on it. Her mouth was filled with white vanilla filling and strawberry jam from the cookie.

Jars of honey and what looked like an entire roasted pig. "Marl, this is too much food." Kaelithra licked her lips slowly. "No such thing as too much food!" Marl pulled out a wrapped package and opened it to reveal the most beautiful pastries Kaelithra had ever seen. "These are from the royal baker. He only makes them for special occasions but I paid him triple to make a batch quickly just for us!" Kaelithra picked up one of the pastries and bit into it. The explosion of flavor in her mouth was so good she actually closed her eyes and made a sound that was borderline inappropriate.

Charlotte POV: "Do you think I made enough cookies?" I stared at the piles and piles of freshly baked cookies that were covering every inch of the counter. I made a small variety of shortbread, chocolate chip macadamia cookies, chocolate chip cookies, and macadamia cookies. The chocolate chips and nuts sunk deeply into the soft, baked dough, making sure that the eater had a taste of them with each and every bite. "If Timothy stops eatin' them they'll be more than enough." Raven sneered.

And they both stood up and walked towards us–I mean, to Claire. The Queen smiled at Claire softly and seemed to restrain herself from hugging Claire. Her eyes reflected the longing for her long-lost child. "A symbol. If you are the real princess, you have the mark of a crown with a dragon and eagle surrounding it. Only the princess of the Laikan Kingdom owns that mark because we are the only ones who saw the mark when our princess was born." said the King and stared at Claire. "Mark?" Claire wondered. Claire looked at me nervously. I just smiled.

I'm…coming for my baby girl too . ** We left the house with a driver, and soon we were inside Sprinkle Kingdom—a sugar-coated nightmare for parents but heaven for kids. The walls were cotton-candy pink, the ceiling dripped with fake gumdrops, and the smell? Pure diabetes. Egi’s eyes were wide the second we walked in. “Oh... my... GOSH.” “Welcome to the kingdom,” I said, bowing. A candy clerk walked by in a marshmallow costume, and Egi screamed with laughter. She pointed at a tower of jellybean jars, eyes round. “Can I touch it?”

The drive out to his dad’s place wasn’t nearly long enough. The sun was low in the sky, making everything look more golden and beautiful than it actually was. Beside him, Sue chatted away as usual, no doubt wanting to distract Knight from what he was about to do. “So I found these erotic cookies online,” Sue told him. “They’re in the shapes of two people getting it on in different positions. I thought I’d get some for Jared and Sarah for the wedding.”

“What are koo-keys?” “They’re…a treat. A sweet treat. Would you like to try one?” she released Nicarr and went to get the tray of cookies to hold it out in front of the boys. “They’re very good. My servant, Marta, makes them and they’re my favorite.” Laurel took two of them cautiously, handing one to his brother. He sniffed his and then took a tiny nibble. His face lit up and he took another, bigger bite and smiled broadly.