Food For Thought Royale High の小説・ストーリー

Cara says, having already set two trays of food on the small table by the bed. I haven't eaten well cooked rice for more than two decades, in my father's kingdom, which did not grow any, it was only afforded and consumed by Royals. "Thank you," I say, settling on the floor next to the small table to avoid leaving crumbs of food on Queen Rowena's bed. "Don't thank me. It is my duty to feed you. And honestly I quite enjoy it. You might become the mightiest and most attractive emperor some day, who knows," Cara replies.

Chitan was bragging as he ate. “Did you know, as I work all day, this food is the only thing on my mind. I have so much more energy to kill players once I have this food.” Klyton, who had wanted to peel my face off just a couple of days ago, had completely changed his tune. “There’s no way I’m killing her now. If she dies, no one will be able to cook us such great food anymore!” “Agreed!” “But tomorrow is the fifth day of the game. The boss will be out to get things done personally.”

How fucking dare he ? I glared back and added, “I guess your mate needs a nib and a high chair too, Xeon. You can feed him his cerelac in there, since the baby can not use his own hands,” I taunted as I watched Xeon feed his mate and the taunt got the desired effect. A fork was sent my way but I easily caught it before using it to eat my rice. [ ** NOTE TO THE READERS: By the way, there is an interesting point about royal dining etiquette. According to the Queen’s rules, rice should be eaten with a fork ! ** ]

How could Calvin easily take it out and offer it as a wedding gift to Lena? Royce noticed Pamela holding the tray and looking a bit troubled, so he quickly stepped forward and offered to take it from her. Everyone's eyes were fixed on him. Everyone was curious about what he would do next. Holding a tray, Royce ignored everyone's stares and intensely fixed his gaze on the military seal. He was thinking that if he accepted it, he could immediately become the ruler of several neighboring countries. They might even be capable of destroying the Morris family at any time, allowing the royal family to reclaim their peak glory.

As Ibrahim promised after 15 mints mehak got her favorite foods that was rajmaa with rice, Dalmahkni with naan and cheese garlic bread.... Alone with her favorite vanilla shake...... She thought why Ibrahim send lots of food one thing is enough..... She msg him.... I got the food but why you send many things one thing is enough ..... Don't waste your money like this..... When Ibrahim sees this msg he reply her..... Spending money on u is not waisting

Amanda Estelle I arrived at my grandfather's mansion with my father. He invited us to have dinner together. I looked at the mansion and couldn't stop admiring it secretly. It was beautiful and I can predict that there's more than 10 bedrooms inside this mansion. "Let's go inside." My father said and I followed him into the mansion. One of the maid led us to the dining room and my eyes widened to see lots of variety of foods. There's only 3 of us but they prepared food like there's 20 more people coming.

Right now, I am pretty sure everyone would feel their future king had marked his mate, but the ceremony was important as that was part of the tradition. “And you have to learn to channel your thoughts. The mind link amongst royals is very strong, and you do not want to project all your feelings to them, because I am sure majority of it is going to be about me and our private moments,” he educates me, and I feel my cheeks grow hot. He is right, and I also know I have a lot to learn.

I didn't expect any kindness from them, so I wasn't surprised that even the food might be a trap. I picked up the spoon. The porridge was steaming hot, so I had to wait a second for it to cool. I took a few bites. I couldn't taste anything. I just forced myself to swallow. I had to finish it. That was the only goal. Suddenly, the door slammed open against the wall. Royal charged back into the room, his face pale and full of panic. "Stop eating that right now!" he shouted, lunging toward me.

she commands. I don’t hesitate. I oblige. She seems like someone not to be messed with. Ruelle moves over and takes a seat beside me. A maid quickly replaces her and begins feeding the blind queen. “Here, try this bread. It’s filled with cream,” Ruelle encourages me. I nod and let her place it on the empty plate in front of me. Because I’m starving, I tear a piece of the warm bread and eat it. The royals really do eat better than anyone else. This is simply the best thing I’ve ever tasted and it’s just bread.

After their dumplings lunch, they were given a free lunch by the owner who had received more customers the moment they stepped in. “It’s my first time receiving something like this.” “It feels good right?” “It does. Father will be furious if he hears that we just ate dumplings in the crowd.” “He will be lenient with you, don’t worry. At least the prince will be seen as someone who is normal just like any other person. How can you say you are a citizen and yet you never ate this kind of food?” “That’s true. We should bring this to mother and if she doesn’t like them, we will just eat them.”