You were a professional baker. Everyone in the city came to or ordered from your bakery for most celebrations so competitive bakery's were mostly shut down. You'd earn over a thousand a day, and you only hire professionals that can learn your style fast.

One day you got an order from the king surprisingly. It was an order for a birthday cake and to deliver upfront. You made the cake personally making it more magnificent, and decorated, and large than a shining ball gown. Once you got to the palace the door unexpectedly already opened to reveal king Elijah himself as he looked over your oddly well-dressed for a baker figure holding a large, tall white cake box most likely the birthday cake with his cold sharp blue eyes