Inqueda

chapter 7

I woke up feeling groggy and like I have something caught in my throat. I felt slow but way better than I did going to sleep. I even barely remember going to sleep, and as I seem to be wearing bathrobes I probably had my bath first. Wow I must have been more exhausted than I thought.

I got up and took a look around, I was probably  too exhausted to do that before I crashed. The bed is a four poster bed with pale bedding and four plump pillows, beside it is a bedside table with a reading light and a beautiful purple flower vase that has a beautiful arrangement of  some flowers I'm not very familiar with. The room itself or what hi could seen of it is fairly large and had two other doors aside from the entrance door to the room. I knew the at the right angle to be the bathroom, so I curiously went to open the door to the left.

It has a small ante chamber that housed a dressing table with a mirror and another floor length mirror on the other side, then there was an arched doorway that led into a much larger room. With the cupboard and drawers on one side and the empty hangers and racks on the other, I knew this had to be the closet. Too bad I had nothing beyond the clothes I came in and that was even out of commission.

I went back to the main room and was about to take a second look around when my stomach gave a very deep unladylike rumble  making me realize that I was infact famished  but I guess that is to be expected considering I haven't really eaten food in days. I remember Cerball mentioning me coming down to the ground floor if i got hungry,  so i tried to make my way there.

I got down to the ground floor and took a second looking around. I can't help admiring how open it feels a second time. But now I have a problem because it just looks like one massive living room, so where is the kitchen? But then it occurred to me that it wouldn't be ideal for everyone in the living room to be seeing everything going on in the kitchen,  so I walked farther down to the right and saw an inconspicuous turn that at certain angles would have just looked like a runoff or dead end.

I walked into the kitchen and was really wowed since I  got here. Everything else in this house is nice, but at the first sight of the kitchen, I fell in love. Besides reading and spending time outside, cooking is my other favourite thing to do. Even when I was little, I would sneak down to the kitchens, Maggie would give me some cookies and a long talk about the kitchen not being my place, I'd smile and pretend to listen then I'd just go back the next day.

No matter what she said I kept going back and eventually one day I came and she just heaved a breath " you're just going to do what you want no matter what I say aren't you?" I just smiled . She shook her head and smiled too " well don't just seat there, wash those apples and start peeling ".

From then on, I became a more frequent visitor  to the kitchen and Maggie even ended up teaching me a lot of the things she knows. I wonder what became of her and the others, but that is something I can't help right now,  at least not from here. So I went in to get an even closer look at the kitchen.

I have seen pictures of kitchens like this. All the children of high ranking nobles got extra lessons on things on the other side to better equip them, as the intermediaries and ambassadors are usually chosen from amongst them. So they get photographs and magazines of various innovations and teach us on them to enable us handle visiting here like we are part of it. One time I was given a home appliances magazine to catch up on and there was this picture of a kitchen and I just about fell in love.

It had all the appliances of a modern kitchen and everything looked New and sparkling jsut like the one right in front of me. That was the first time I dreamed of visiting this side of earth. I walked in and ran my hand over the marbe counter tops,  the massive industrial gas cooker with a huge oven to match it, at the middle of the kitchen was a cozy dinning set for four with another beautiful vase and flower arrangement. The microwave and other utensils were all in line with the cupboards and nothing seemed out of place. This was literally out of my fantasy kitchen.

I realized that I hadn't heard cerball either talking or moving about and was starting to wonder where he was wjen a flash of white caught my eye, making me wonder why I didn't see it in the first place because it looked so our of place in the stainless steel and light brown coloured decor of the kitchen. It was stuck to the refrigerator using a magnet.  I picked it up and realised it was a note that read

" incase you wake up before I'm back, I went to pick up a few clothes for you and speak to the principal about registration.  My personal shopper doesn't work weekends and you need something for Monday before she gets you somethings you need . If you're hungry, you can try the chicken salad and Apple pie, atleast that should be familiar. I'll be back before you know it.
                                          Cerball"

I sighed, I guess that means I'm on my own, I opened the refrigerator and was rummaging in it for which of the packed dishes was labelled chicken salad and which was Apple pie when I heard the front door open and I froze. A thousand and one probability passed through my mind as to who it could be. I was going to find somewhere to hide when I realized I was being silly and it could just be cerball coming back. But somehow I could bring myself to bring my head out from the fridge and check.

Somehow it was like I'm a little girl again and if the bad people don't see my face then they couldn't get me.  The footsteps were getting closer and closer and my heartbeat kept skyrocketing. I knew I could reasonably hold my own in a fight. Having grown up without any powers, I had often felt like I had to at least be good at that or I would have been completely useless and helpless, But I knew I wasn't good enough to take out a deadly assassin. I was still trying to decide between fight or flight when it seemed like the footsteps were right there in the kitchen, then it stopped. Then I heard a beautiful unfamiliar voice ask " who the hell are you and what are you doing in my kitchen?"