Prince and Princesses of My Nation

Perfect Seasoning

After the meeting on deciding the next heir or should I say approving whether Yani should be our next heiress, we went back to our cabins and rested. I immediately went to my room and laid down on my hot comfortable bed.

What a day. A lot of things happened. The tradition is done, the code was cracked – well not actually – and we have a girl to teach how to be a princess.. What else is going to happen?

Being a Fire Prince is really tiring. Who would have thought that a guy like me would be a prince of the Fire Cabin all because I control fire and I look hot. That's what they said but really, it's just that I am the son of my father the King that made me the prince of that cabin. And when I mean hot, I may have a smoking hot body but I'm also hot tempered and yes, I have no objection regarding about that. I easily get annoyed and angry and I don't know why; all I know is that I always reach my boiling point... always. Good thing my siblings are used to it and good thing I have this nice hobby of mine to lower my temper.

I love mixing, slicing, frying, tasting and to cut it short, I love everything we do in cooking. At first, I always got cut and burnt, well not really burnt because I'm a fire guy, but that was when I was young. I usually don't have recipe books beside me when I cook. I cook in my own way.

I have no girlfriend or if ever I have, she'll be unlucky because I don't know where I got it, but I have this other side that easily gets tempted to touch sexy, hot girls. Once I see someone, I cannot stop myself from doing it. I only get back to my senses once they slap, kick, punch or whatever things to hurt me. It's not my fault for having a side like this.

But how I wish there will be just one, it's not that much, just one girl to accept and help me control, or even better, remove this side of me.

Anyways, I need to rest. Goodnight!

The next morning, about 5:30 in the morning, I quickly got up my bed and changed my clothes. After that, I went to the Main Cabin and into the kitchen. My first job in the morning is to cook breakfast. I'm the one making their food because it's been a tradition that every breakfast, we should all eat together.

I went in the dining room and was on my way to the kitchen when I smelled something – something new. I've never smelled this kind of food before. What could it be? No, the question is...

Someone is cooking in here?! No one touches my kitchen here, unless I gave them my word but I don't remember someone asked me. I ran to the kitchen and opened the door immediately.

I was surprised to see a girl and not just any other girl... she's the same girl that made me eat burnt food. She is holding a ladle in her right hand and wearing a white apron. The stove is already turned off and the food in the cauldron is steaming hot but it doesn't look good. We shared stares at each other for how many minutes.

Not long enough when she broke the ice by asking "What?" in a cold way.

"What are you doing here early in the morning?" I asked seriously.

"Are you blind? I'm cooking" she answered, again in a cold way.

The nerve of this lady; it really irritates me. "Did you ever ask permission from me to use this kitchen?"

"Why do I have to? Does this kitchen belong only to you?"

"Ah—" I paused because she has a point. "Still, you should have asked someone"

"I've already done it so no need to ask"

She just went back to the soup she's doing and continued to stir it. I tried to control my temper because that way of her talking back always irritates me that sometimes I wanted to burn her but since she's a lady, I can manage, I think.