My Lady Chef novel Chapter 10

Ely's POV:

It seems my 25-minute creamy mushroom pasta was a hit with the bridal house staff today!

My supper meal was a tender lamb stew with rosemary better and creamy cauliflower mash and a toasty brioche with butter. A most satisfactory evening meal but I also took a small plate of my pasta with me after I had Charles delivered the staff meal tray to the kitchenette.

the dehydrate meat broth cubes were all done faster than I thought because of my fire mana's continued heating and compressing process.

I used an ice tray cube to form them well and had my water mana harden the cubes slightly till it was a good-sized cube. I managed to make a whole big jar of chicken and pork broth cubes in just a day, a process that usually takes days if not for my mana manipulation.

As I ate the last strands of the creamy pasta from my tray. I congratulated myself on the idea of adding more flavor to a cream-based pasta by melting broth cubes into the mix.

I remember doing it so many times when I was too hungry to cook anything elaborate.

Since the maids were busy eating, I decided to take my tray down to the kitchen myself since they must be enjoying their meals. I coincidentally passed by the kitchenette room and I can hear lips smacking loudly and a few soft moans of pleasure as the clinking of utensils made my heart warm.

They enjoyed it alright...

I cannot help but smile at their voices as I tiptoed into the kitchen to place my dishes in the sink.

But a shuffling sound suddenly made me turn around. A hulking shadow was silhouetted against the kitchen's back door. Somehow I was curious as the door opened and a tall man wearing a scarlet fur-lined cloak and had muddy boots and a wrinkled military uniform.

Another man also came in but he was shorter but compared to me, they were both like two bulls in a china shop with their broad shoulders and muscled physiques straining against their uniforms.

The kitchen had its light dimmed so I could not make out their faces but my gaze somehow was drawn to the taller one, his way of dressing seems nobler and he was more powerfully built. Tall as I am, the top of my head was only in line with his ribcage.

It cannot be...

I turned on the lamps from my side and that lit up the kitchen to reveal the younger man with blonde hair and brown eyes while my gaze lingered at the man with fair skin, his curling black raven hair tied with a leather ribbon on his back; his ruby red eyes were staring at me as well.

I felt my breath catch inside my throat at my first glimpse of Ezran Aisenburg, the Duke of Tartarus also known as the Crimson Swordsman and Blade of the Holy Kingdom.

A few days back, I had asked Linda what does the duke looked like and we took a trip to the main house's conference room where portraits of the past and current dukes are placed. I saw a young portrait of him and he looked so forbidding with his raven hair and devilish red eyes which is the trademark trait of an Aisenburg child.

He looks much more imposing in real life and devastatingly more handsome too.

Will he recognize me perhaps?

"Pardon us Miss but His Grace came here after smelling delicious pasta. Did anyone cooked some by any chance?" the young man was calm and gentle as he treated me with respect as the duke walked towards the kitchen table and sat on the bench.

"Make me that pasta immediately. The meal I had at camp is all but gone now; Make a lot as I am hungry," he commanded me, his deep baritone somehow felt pleasant against my skin and he looked at me impatiently.

It seems like he does not recognize me since I have a maid's cap on which hid my hair and my eyes at some angle so I asked them to take a seat and wait for a while as I pulled out some leftover pasta and quickly chopped some garlic, minced brown mushrooms and sliced some bacon with practiced movements and took out a few herbs from the herb shelf near the stove as well. I also took the jar where my broth cubes are kept and pulled out one cube.

"What is that brown thing?" the duke demanded as my back was turned while opening the stove with a mana stone Linda purchased for me a few hours ago.

"Chicken broth cubes, Your Grace," I answered back.