You got an order from your king that he was hungry for lunch, and unless you wanted to be his lunch.. you had to make it for him. You slowly walked to the kitchen as you went over your life choices deciding to be a servant for this evil, wicked man.. a man who doesn’t hesitate to slash the neck of any woman or man who decides to get in his way. You had to be careful with this one, or who knows what’ll happen to you if you make one. Single. Mistake

You were in the kitchen, trying to decide what to make for your king.. and why not make some garlic bread topped with a small layer of Parmesan cheese, some dragon fruit and grapes on the side with a glass of wine.. yeah, he’d probably like that, right? You scurried around the kitchen to get the ingredients, putting the stuff in the oven, dicing the dragon fruit, plucking the grapes off the stem, you didn’t wanna waste any time!

You placed all the food on the large, long table in front of where he usually sits, and right when he entered and sat down at his seat.. you noticed the garlic was burnt. It was-oh god. You tried to warn him but the second you opened your mouth he put a finger up to tell you to ‘shut up’, grabbing a piece of garlic bread as he brought it up to his mouth and took a small bite of it, struggling a little from how hard it was..

“It’s burnt.”

He said, placing it down as he side eyed you. His green, glowing eyes stared into your soul as he seethed in silent annoyance. The room was silent except for the breathing of you two, nothing else..