My Lady Chef novel Chapter 8

Linda's POV:

Wow. Oh wow.

These cold cut sandwiches are amazing! Nothing like the dried up bland ones I ate at a fair one time.

Every chicken strand was tender and juicy and the milky creamy filling with the sharp onion mix just made this cold cut sandwich even more addicting.

The soup was also great. Full of meaty goodness and the cute small dough balls were filled with minced pork that surprised young Charles when he ate it.

Pairing these with a cold glass of iced tea as the duchess called it; It was the most luxurious lunch we have ever eaten as servants to the duchess.

"Awwww. I want more." Charles gave a morose look as he looked at the small piece of sandwich he had leftover as he finished his soup before finally eating the last piece and washing it down with iced tea.

" Her Grace's culinary skills are really good. I never imagined a lady of quality who would dirty her hands just to feed us." Lisa admitted as she savored her last bite of the sandwich. " Oh, this could be addicting...So delicious."

"She is a kind soul. A rare find amongst the numerous ladies." I poured the last batch of iced tea for all of us. "Milady promised us that she has something in store for us at supper meal so Lisa. Please inform the new chef to make her Grace's supper meal extra special."

"Of course. But why continue eating the meal at the main house when the Duchess can obviously make her own meals?" the naivety of her answer was what I was expecting.

So I explained to them all.

That our Duchess cooks mainly because she wants to and because she loves to experiment with different dishes. But most of all; she is aware of her place so she does not want anyone else to know about what she is doing.

Plus although she cooks, she has no intention of taking the chef's place in this estate. Hence she still asks for meals to be delivered to her.

While we get to taste her delicious dishes as compensation for keeping our mouths tightly shut about what goes on in the bridal house.

By the time, I was done with my explanation; all of them promised to keep their mouths shut on their duchess's unique pastime.

"If our supper meals will be as good as these sandwiches and soup. I would keep our duchess's cooking a secret till I grow old." Beatrice promised as we went back to our work while Charles and Lisa went to the kitchens to start washing the dishes the duchess must have left.

A bell rang in the duchess's room and I went up to her bedroom where she asked me to draw a bath for her because she said that she smells like meat.