haven't been found yet ( Jean Kirstein x oc )

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"You could not have believed how excellent the texture came out , that bright vibrant yellow , I was so hoping to achieve word to word i say  left me in awe and for a second I actually forgot  to take them out of the oven , if I didn't zone for ONE moment less .." Georgia intensely widened her eyes while turning her face to look at her friend .
"They would have been absolutely burned !!" she finished her sentence .
Ioli smiled slightly feeling tranquil by now . "I'm certain those lemon tarts would have been just as appetizing even if you messed up half way"
The blonde girl looked down again her face shaded from the sun and continued to talk in an endearing way about her cooking . " a big part to all of it is perfection.. " Georgia thought as her stomach tingled every time she though of it .

Ioli was the first person the girl had ever truly opened up to . Their first encounter was back in December . When her mother and father brought her down to the main entrance and announced too happily for her liking that some lovely visitors would accompany them today Ioli didn't expect to come across another girl her age . Georgia Knight a  descendant of her grandparent Gaelic and a young  member of the royal Knight family didn't strike as anything more than distant and somewhat depressed , she then had noticed . Realising however , that she herself had trouble meeting new people , Ioli was quick and made a kind move into chatting with her . Oh how bright she was for making that decision .
Since always , baking was Georgias talent.
Plenty of people recognised that as well,her pastries and desserts becoming renowned throughout the kingdom , since in ceremonies and celebration gatherings her delicacies we always there to stand out . Although, the problem was , Georgia wanted her cooking to be something more than just a careless hobby . Pursuing her dream of going into the mens business and opening her own bakery was her biggest and only desire . But life around the palace and its royal offsprings was strict , and Ioli has already realised that from the moment the idea of attaining the military forces
bloomed in her mind . The comfort they found in one another was immense .
Currently Georgia had found a potential place of the bakery she wanted to open .
"The cobbler is retiring and will be leaving his storefront empty by the end of the month" she eagerly said .
"The cobbler? On Main Street ?" the brunette asked .
"The very one!" her voice dropped into a whisper .
Ioli stopped having her back against the tree and made a move to touch her friends hand while the other one was still holding the paint brush .

"we should go look at it , don't you think ?" she offered. "I thought so as well ! -"
"but your mother" Ioli remembering ,gave a troubled look at her friend before she could say anything more .
"I'll tell her we're going shopping for new ribbons . She won't even notice" Georgia squeezed back her hand .
Then she tilted her head confused . "Hey , why did I find you  here all alone by the way ? I thought I was supposed to be seeing you with the others" Georgia stated . Ioli looked at her friend not sure what to reply . After her breakdown earlier she was emotionally drained unexpectedly fast and she didn't desire meeting anyone for some time. Also , her face had become bloodshot from the crying and it needed to be cooled down before anyone saw the incident . "I fought with Jason..... he short of had me believe that my interaction with him would be enough to last the day without talking to anyone else" she sighed looking down . Georgia placed her hand on Iolis  shoulder and the girls  eyes stung a bit from the comfort . "But that isn't the case anymore" she smiled softly . Before they started chattering about the painting Ioli had started making while being alone and how it could be fixed from her aggressive paint strokes , a voice interfered , announcing another persons presence .
"Ioli ! Georgia !" a young tall man had climbed the small hill they were sitting , completely out of breath