The next day, I woke up feeling refreshed and somewhat happy and I found that strange because I just never feel good after waking up. It''s either I am waking up from a nightmare or waking up worried out of my mind.


    Today, I feel at peace and I wondered if it had anything to do with the fact that I was here at the Windermere mansion. Wasn''t it strange though? That I was living with dangerous men and yet I felt so at ease now than I have ever been in my life. Checking the time. I got out of bed and prepared for the day. Brushing my teeth, I wondered if I should get a haircut too, maybe cut it to chin length and dye it blonde? I paused, wondering how I''d look with different hair colors. I decided to text my thoughts to Sadie. A minuteter, I got her reply. "Why would you want to cut that precious long hair off?" She asked, along with several crying emons. "Going tinum blonde though, that could be fire".


    I looked at myself in the mirror and thought about it. I have never changed my hair color before. Will it suit my e skin ani grey eyes?


    I decided to think about itter. Instead, I wore my freshlyundered uniform, pulled my hair in a ponytail and gathered my things. Before leaving my room, I checked my neck in the mirror and was d that the bruising there was gone. Popping some more painkillers, I wer Now I wasn''t one for eating breakfast but that was because I was trying to avoid Bessie at


    the cafeteria or any instance of running into Howard. Now! I had no excuse so I let the sweet smell of bacon hire me to the kitchen. The moment I got there and I saw Theon in an apron, with specks of flour smudging his thick muscled arms, as he took a dough and pressed What I wouldn''t give to be pressed t against a bed, flipped over to my stomach, and pressed down while he-


    A nging sound urred, jarring me from my thoughts and I realized Theon had dropped his rolling pin on the table and was now staring at me with an intense gaze. Immediately, my face heated up. and I wished the ground would swallow me up.


    You know what? On second thought, no. I am not going to feel ashamed for something beyond my control. As long as I don''t act on my fantasy, I''m good. Steeling my spine, and flicking my ponytail behind me, I crossed


    the kitchen, painfully aware of Theon''s deadly gaze till I pulled out a chair, dropped my bag and sat at the counter.


    "Good morning, my Prince." I bowed respectfully. "Is there anything I can do to help?" I asked as I looked at the dough he was in the process of ttening When I didn''t get an answer, I raised my head to see him staring at me and my heart began


    to race.


    What could he possibly be thinking right now?"


    An electronic beep permeated the air and that''s when Theon blinked and left the counter to the oven. He wore glove and after opening the oven, retrived a tray filled with oven mitts and when he opened the oven, the air became increasingly sweet with the scent of apples, The first thing Theon brought out was a baked pie and then he brought a tray of cupcakes.


    I stared dumbfounded at the delicacy and in that moment, my tummy grumbled loudly.


    Eyes wide, I looked at the Prince but he didn''t act like he heard anything. Instead, he grabbed a te and cut into the pie. Then he brought out a slice and ced it on the te.


    Handing it to me, I eagerly epted and grabbed a fork to take bite. When the piece of apple pie hit my taste buds. I closed my eyes and let out the most satisfying moan.


    "This is the best goditamm pie I have ever had." I moan sincerely before taking another bite and another. I didn''t stop until the pie was devoured, and then I remembered Theon existed.


    His eyes were on me but his lips were pulled up in a smug smile Want more?" He asked and I nodded eagerly.


    Getting another slice, I took it slow this time, taking moments to savor the taste and enjoy it. Theon went back to work with the dough and something about this moment made me wish it wouldst forever. Your


    brother said you can cook. I guess he was wrong" I said.


    "Armally, he''s right" Theon said, putting the prepared dough on a tray and putting it in the oven. "I can''t cook."


    I stared and motioned to the pie and he smiled.


    "I can bake. Baking is my thing. My forte. Miro on the other hand is the best cook you will ever experience."


    "1 hear my name." A voice said and we turned to see Miro wearing dark shades, still in pjs and his hair sticking out in weird ces:


    He looked terrible as he crossed the kitchen to sit a chair away from me. I greeted him and had no idea why but my eyes. immediately went to his hands and to my surprise, I found his knuckles bruised and that was all I needed to know he had been fighting again. Miro suddenly withdrew his hands and I was forced to look up at his hard face. "What are you staring at?"All content is property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    "Nothing" I answered, immediately looking away. Meanwhile, I caught Theon watching his brother with curiosity. Miro -must have caught him off guard with his behaviour but I wasn''t too surprised. After all, another side effect of poison is


    irrational behaviour and hostility.


    I sighed and faced my food.


    Hopefully, Prince Miro talks to someone before it''s toote.


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