Ren aggressively slapped both of her hands against her flushed cheeks. The sharp, stinging sensation forcefully dragged her mind straight out of the gutter back into reality. She had a kitchen to run.
She tied her hair up into a tight, messy bun with the hairpin to hold it, rolled back the invisible sleeves of her emerald silk dress, and marched purposefully back into the scullery. Her arms were laden with the fresh, aromatic bounties she had just meticulously selected from the garden using the magical log book.
The moment she stepped through the grand archway, her two eager culinary apprentices practically vibrated with excitement.
"Mistress!" the coral snake female hissed happily, her scaled tail swishing rapidly against the stone floor. "We have finished the work exactly as you asked!"
