A Different Type

4. The Dinner

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Chapter 4: the Dinner 

Jenson’s POV 

Why was I so nervous? I was walking through the whole palace just to make sure everything was perfect. I don’t even do this when my parents come to visit. I was almost through the woods when I realized what mess the kitchen was looking like. I stood with my arms folded behind my back, just staring at my staff adding more used pots and pans into the sinks. 

I cleared my throat and looked at the head chef who seemed to look a lot more stressed than the rest of them. “Can someone tell me why my god damn kitchen is looking like a tornado passed through it, and I would prefer to not fire anyone today so the truth would be nice?” the head chef gulped and waved his hand and everyone stopped what they were doing immediately. “My apologies your grace. The menu selected for this evening dinner was quite splendid but with only half the staff, quite stressful as well if I may say so. The appetizers are done and in the heating station waiting for the guest, the entre is done and in the heating station as well. The main course is almost done and as for dessert that is done as well, just sitting in the fridge, your grace can go around and have a taste of everything and see if it’s to your liking?” 

I looked at the four people in the kitchen and then towards the head chef. “Who made the most of the food for tonight?” The head chef Cleared his throat. “But you grace, ever...” I lifted my hand and silenced him, he looked to the ground and cleared his throat once again “I don’t want to know what everybody did, I want to know who cooked the food…NOW!”

A small woman with bob length hair tied in a small pony tail came forward while looking to the ground “Did you make the food for tonight’s menu?” she shook her head no and looked up at me. “May I speak freely with your grace?” I nodded my head and gave her my hand to take while I led her to the hall outside the kitchen. “We all did equal jobs getting the food ready and plating it, the only person that didn’t do anything except taste the food was the head chef. I don’t want him fired, I just need him to show more effort as we all can’t take the heat much longer as the other ones that would’ve been here aren’t here because he fired them.” 

My eyes grew like saucers and I thanked her once I told her they had the rest of the night off. Before I let them go I got the names of all the people he fired and gave them permission to go. They all walked to the back door and the head chef was busy hanging up his bib apron. I stood behind him and asked him “What do you think you are doing?” he froze and gulped an audible gulp. “Your grace gave us the rest of the night off no?” I chuckled a bit and decided to correct him on his false claims. “I gave the staff the rest of the night off, you head chef will be cleaning this kitchen, finishing the main and serving us in between. At the end of the night once all my guests have left I will come back and have a look at how MY kitchen is looking. Oh and one more thing. If you ever think that you are the boss around here and fire one of my staff again. You will lose your job and I will make sure you don’t get a job in any quadrant….EVER again, you understand me, that lady that I spoke to, she’s the new head chef after tonight, if it wasn’t for her you wouldn’t have a job at this very moment.”

“I’m very grateful for your grace.” I scoffed at him and turned around “Don’t be grateful towards me, be grateful towards the lady who convinced me to keep a waste of space like you in my palace. Now get cleaning!”

He nodded and went straight to work, I smiled and knew I did the right thing by scaring that man shitless. I snickered when I passed the hall outside the kitchen and went to my room to change, my guest should be here soon. 

Marcel’s POV 

I came home around 9 in the evening. I was all smiles and felt bubbly. Markus was really one interesting guy. He was so sweet the whole day long, never once changed his attitude or never once backed down from a question, he was just really ... .genuine. 

I walked to the kitchen and saw mom frantically looking for something in her purse when she looked up and saw relief flashed across her face but went away and got replaced with anger just as quickly. “Mijo, where have you been? You need to get dressed right now.” I looked at her all confused and looked around for cameras. “What is going on, am I being punk’d or something, get dressed for what?”

She just waved her hand at me and said “no time to explain we need to leave in an hour, go get dressed in semi- formal clothes please, and hurry up!” I raised my hand in surrender and just ran up the stairs and to my room. 

She said formal so I looked through my closet for something to wear, I took out some tight fitting leather pants and a beige knitted turtle neck top with a black waist length blazer and some ankle length stiletto boots. I quickly had a shower and did my hair and some natural makeup, mascara, brows, some concealer and blush. Got dressed and took a hand held bag that had black diamond studs all over it.

I did a once off before spraying some perfume and fixing my hair. I made my way down stairs and asked my mom if this was too formal. “No you look really pretty mijo, ok we got a few minutes, the Ruler of this quadrant invited us over for dinner, so I need you to be on your best behavior, can you do that for me please, your sisters not coming she’s not feeling too great after the busy day we had.”

I gave her a look and fixed her stray hairs that were standing up and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Don’t worry Mama, nothing bad is going to happen. They probably just want to meet us, that’s all.”

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