Princess House Cookware Novels & Stories

she commented and then bit her lower lip. “Ha ha! Of course, they would be! Didn’t I tell you I’m the best cook there is?” Sir Darlon puffed his chest. The princess cocked her head to the side. “Yes, I believe you did and a couple of times for that matter.” She continued to gaze on a plate of pastry and vegetable salad near her reach. She didn’t realize it but the cook was already grinning at her with amusement. “By all means, Princess, you are welcome to taste them.”

“I will take it from here.” Nodding in agreement, the prince left the chamber while she ushered him out with her eyes. She looked at her plate and marveled at how fancy that prince prepared the food of a savage. The meat was cut in uniformed cubes, garnished with green lush of fresh leaves and there was a sauce prepared to dip for it. The fork wast covered with napkin and the container for the blood wast in precious gold. Too fancy to disguise the disgusting food.

Still, I would describe the Princess's beauty as very cold with sharp, angular features covered with porcelain white skin. If she wasn't breathing, I would mistake her for a statue. Following Adrexa's lead, we immediately perform our cursory bows. When the Princess sees me, she directly brings an embroidered silk kerchief to her face. The expression on her face is pure disdain. "When's the last time you have bathed, Cook?" Polyxena demands. I turn cherry-red, knowing I am as unkempt and dirty as I feel. Ignoring his wife's rudeness, Braxius observes me and asks, "Did you make this meal?"

So it was just to see how it looked when she tried it on at home. Finally, after some time she found a matte black dress that went just below her butt. It was provocative and fancy enough to get into the club. Aurora's clothes collection was so extensive she had an entirely different room in the house where she kept all of them. She had her basic everyday things in her room but for the more expensive things, she kept in a room on the top floor. "The dress is all I really need. I have shoes that can go with this and if you insist that the purse isn't necessary then I have one that can go with this too."

She asked the woman politely, who was so fixated in the vegetables she was picking out. "I think he likes parley leaves soup, steamed hard rice and flour made snacks," she answered. Her hands working so fast as she sorted the vegetables, to be used in cooking the next day. The other maids too were busy doing one thing or another, they were to use for cooking the next morning. "Do you think its ingredients is available now?" She asked carefully again "The princess too had come for more than three different kinds of floured food. It is such as hassle for we cooks," the woman muttered. Azalea who was getting impatient by her unnecessary complains, tried to ask again much politely so as not to r

“Good God, what do they host here? MasterChef? I withheld my breath at the sight before me. There is a modular multi-unit range with a combination of gas burners, a griddle, a wok burner and a fryer or steamer. Overhead there's a full-length hood to provide maximum ventilation coverage, plus a rail for gadgets and utensils. On the other side are the commercial-style cooktops and ovens and two high-efficiency glass door refrigerators with matching freezers. Everything from faucets to raised dishwashers are being designed conveniently too. There are smart energy saving appliances and more gadgets on the other side and a complete island prep station. The design is very stylish and sophisticated

Ariana monologued in her mind. They had arrived at the dining area, which was no less luxurious. 'Are they in a historical film with a British royal theme?' Again, Ariana monologued. The round table in front of her was filled with beautiful porcelain that Ariana estimated to be worth a fortune. Ariana could even see a clean kitchen with a kitchen set worth hundreds of millions. It's a place for people who love cooking like she wants to be.

I just haven’t been given the opportunity to try. I walk to the kitchen and the entire staff stops and stares at me. Most of them move away from me. I guess they can’t stand my aura. I am used to that happening. Jax can dampen our auras, but it’s not a skill me or Max have. “How can we help you, princess?” the head chef asks from several meters away. “I wanted to make my family some breakfast.” I heard some cooks laughing. “Princess, we make the breakfast for the Royal household and the Royal guard.” I shrugged my shoulders. “We cater for around 200 people at the same time.”

Valentino said as he carried her out of her room. Luke followed behind them as they walked down the stairs. Both Luke and Alessandra gasped in shock upon seeing the kitchen. People were decorating the house with royal-esque curtains and the floor was laid with a regal carpet, making the inside of the house look like the inside of the palace. "Good morning sir, almost everything is done. We just need to set up her throne in her backyard and then we're done." One of the workers arranging the decorations said. "Throne?" Luke asked.

"Hmm... Ang suwerte namin Lola at kayo ang naging Lola namin. Pero cut the scene muna tayo. Dahil may surprise news ako sa inyo." Nagkatinginan ang mga ito sa kanya. Tumango siya at nagsimula ng magsalita. Pumalakpak si Prinses ng makita ang masasarap na pagkaing dala niya para sa hapunan nilang apat. Natatakam rin ang kanyang lola. Masayang tumungo sila sa kusina at nagsalu-salo sa hapagkainan. Habang masayang nagsasalo ay sinabi na niya rito ang magandang offer ni Mrs. Prada sa kanya. Ang maging isang professional dealer and agent ng mga bahay, lupa, kotse at iba pa.