The Fifth Prince will take her

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"On orders of his Highness the Crown Prince, Royal Servant Chaeyeon is stationed here as a Royal Kitchen servant." The Head Servant said. " I'll be working here as a Royal Kitchen attendant not servant. " Chaeyeon corrected.

" Whatever you decide to call yourself." A chef said walking towards Chaeyeon with a bowl filled with onions and garlic.

"All we know is that you must finish both in five minutes." She said sternly.

Chaeyeon scoffed.

We'll see about that.

She took the bowl and headed out to the kitchen's courtyard.

She dropped the bowl on a table and took a stool.

She began peeling them slowly her ears pricked up like an antelope waiting to flee.

The Head Servant walked outside.

That brat is still as disrespectful as ever.

She made to hit her but hesitated. She wasn't too sure about her relationship with the Princes.

Chaeyeon's ears finally picked up the faint footsteps of the masked man on the rooftop.

"Angle two o'clock." She muttered and raised up her head.

The Head Servant was currently standing at that spot.

"You still have something to say? If not piss off." Chaeyeon said in a loud voice.

"Disrespectful little demon." The Head Servant spat and walked away.

Not even in the mood to reply her, Chaeyeon casted a side glance again to make sure he was still there.

Fortunately for her, he was.

His bow was no longer hanged but set already.

Chaeyeon grinned.

Ensure your aim is set perfectly. I don't want to take in a last minute breath.

She continued peeling the onions.

Just as the masked man raised his bow, a chef walked out to where she was standing exactly at angle two o'clock.

Chaeyeon had to use her entire willpower to stop herself from raising a middle finger towards the heavens.

"What do you want?" She asked now irritated.

"The Head Chef requests your presence."

Chaeyeon sucked in a deep breath and stormed in

" Who asked for me?" She asked.

Chaeyeon felt a light tap on her shoulder.

"I did. You have a problem?"

Huh? That voice.... It belongs to Eunjeong.

" You are the Head Chef?" Chaeyeon asked turning to face her.

Why didn't she know that?

Eunjeong smiled.

"I just heard you got stationed here as an attendant." She said.

This curse is about to happen again right? How can Chaeyeon die in front of Eunjeong?

Chaeyeon pursed her lips.

Chaeyeon's life was pathetic to begin with and I wasn't supposed to be here anyways.

Chaeyeon picked up a bowl of fresh vegetables and grabbed a knife.

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