I went to the infirmary and after a quick check-up, the doctor states that I'm perfectly healthy.

"Miss Rosela, let me show you to your room." Mikhail says after I came out of the infirmary.

"Okay."

I made an extra note to remember where my room is, the palace is so big and complicated.

After a few twist and turns, Mikhail turns the knob to a room.

"Oh,wow," I say breathlessly,the room was slightly smaller than my room in Ukari, but it was more decorated than mine. I never wanted to decorate it and only put my precious things into a locked box. That's about the only thing on the table with my laptop.

"Miss Rosela, the closet are filled with clothes, feel free to wear them," Mikhail says.

"Oh,um okay."

"Prince Ivan also ask you to drop by if you have any free time." With a respective bow, he quickly went out of the room.

What should I do now? I thought. Maybe I should take a shower.

After taking a quick shower, I wear a black shirt and a pair of skinny jeans and my purple converses.

Now that I think of it, I haven't eat lunch yet and it's already 3 in the afternoon and I have a sudden thought to cook.

I never had time to cook when I was a pilot, when I get home I was always tired and reheat something in the oven or get a deliver, not really healthy I know,but I'm too lazy anyway.

I got up and ran along the halls and my memory was hazy to know where the kitchens are.

Okay, left or right? I thought and I chose left,which apparently was the wrong direction. I came to the conclusion was I got stuck at a dead end. I ran back and turn right.

I peek around the kitchens, nobody was here.Woah, the cupboards were really high.

Just a little closeeer, I thought as I stand on my tip toes while trying not to fall over. Damn it,I mentally cursed myself for being a 5'2.

I grab a chair beside me and dragged it over the cupboard and stand on it.

"What are you doing?" A familiar voice behind me says.

"Woah!" I say losing my balance. I squeezed my eyes shut for the impact but there was nothing, instead I was caught into a pair of strong arms.

"Gosh, you scared me." I say while noticing it was Prince Ivan.

"Sorry, but what were you doing anyway?" He asks.

"Oh, I want to cook pasta." I say pointing at the packet and he reaches it for me.

"Thanks," I say while at the sane time he says," Don't you know that's dangerous for standing on top of the chair like that?" He looks at me angrily.

"Sorry, but I was too short to reach for it." I stammered.

He chuckles and says,"I guess I won the bet, eh?"

Just as he says that,I recall the memory with a smile.

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I was around eight years old and Ivan was thirteen years old,even though the five year gap, I was still a few inches taller than him.

"Hey,mushroom!" I yell out and Ivan looks at me while sticking his tongue out playfully.

"Don't call me that, I'm just a few inches shorter than you! Besides Sieg is only a year older than me and he's taller than both of us."

"Whatever you say, shortie."

"Fine,do you want to make a bet?"

"What bet?"

"When you reach twenty one and I'm twenty-five,let's see who's the tallest."

"Is there a prize?"

"Nope,it's just a small bet between us, deal or no deal?"

"Deal."

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Flashback Over

"Guess I did," I reply with a smile.

"See? I'm always right." He grins.

"Whatever," I say rolling my eyes.

"By the way,why are you cooking pasta yourself anyway? You can ask the chef's to cook for you."

"No thanks, it tastes better when myself cook it." I say

"Suit yourself."

I quickly start to prepare the ingredients and start to cook and ignore the fact Prince Ivan is watching me from behind.

"It's finish," I say with a smile.

Before I can try it, Prince Ivan beats to me first.

"Hey!" I protested.

"This is pretty average," he says but he couldn't stop eating it.

Seriously,could he be more rude? I thought but when I see the happy smile on Prince Ivan's face,I couldn't stop myself from smiling.

-Jocelyn