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

Hope knelt down and placed his feet on the bowl. She reached out for the Luke warm rose water and started the feet wash. “According to tradition every morning the princes must be given a feet wash with rose water, milk and honey. Then massage them with Jasmine oil it is believed that it will sweeten his life. Once that is done rose petals should be showered upon his feet. It is a must and the servant sent to do the task must fulfill it or it will be considered defamation. I personally don’t want to brought before the King,” she states as she massaged his right foot and finished with it. “However in my option, rose water, milk with honey and the oil they don’t really sweeten anyone’s life. Ho

Just then, a horrible thought came to my mind. What if that prince has a kink or something? What if…. He likes to dress up his victims prettily before he does God-knows-what to them? A low rumble inside my stomach brought my attention back to the food. And man was that tray inviting! It had fruits and vegetables and bread and juices. Whatever you name it! I narrowed my eyes. I'll quickly eat this, gain strength and disappear with my sister before that pervert even has a chance to lay his hands on me.

Neveah left early the next morning and Royalty woke up the minute I stepped foot back into the house. "Hey Princess." I kissed her cheek lightly as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes as she stood in the kitchen "I'm hungry." she stifled a yawn "Mac and cheese please." "As you wish." I smiled at her "Gina!" "I want you to meet someone." I told Royalty as she was eating and she looked up "Who?" she questioned "An old friend of Xavier's." I answered her question and at the mention of his name she gave me her undivided attention

Roy was laying behind Jamie, Burgers placed before them. Food! I found my mouth salivating and struggling hard to not gulp in front of them. "Ummm, we went out for dinner, and then Roy was like, Oh my God, remember Naphthalene's stomach was growling, and then he bought you some food.." Jamie babbled, biting her lip in fear of making me mad. Did I really scare them off this bad? They were only trying to be nice though.

Lo and behold, as soon as I got to the kitchen, I found the food Lucian was talking about. Talk about a feast—that's exactly what this was. There was a variety of dishes spread across the long dining table—steamed rice, creamy mashed potatoes, grilled wyvern steak, slow-cooked beef stew, roasted vegetables, fresh fish, berry tarts, and warm apple pie. The rich aroma of herbs and butter filled the kitchen, making it feel less like a dormitory and more like a royal banquet hall.The life of royalty sure is different, I thought. I served myself some creamy mashed potatoes, a bowl of steamed rice, and chicken soup, then sat down at the dining table and ate until I was full.