Fated To The Kings: His Silver Hand novel Chapter 3

Anna Marie

"The crab risotto is on the pass, chef, easy on the salt and pepper as requested."-

She nodded to one of her sous chefs. Fridays were busy nights. This supernatural restaurant was no different from a human restaurant.

If there was a slight difference, these people love expensive menus.

There was no sense in holding back from the expenses. She worked with the best ingredients money could buy and delighted her patrons with sumptuous delicacies. And charge them higher than normal.

These folks were extremely loaded. So far, her cashier has not seen an ordinary card yet. It was all in black or red. The no-limits type.

Vampires and Demons like blood on their wines, well they didn't have to go anywhere else for that. Cabernet Sauvignon 1992 and Château Cheval Blanc 1947 in type A. What more could they ask for? They were hooked for life.

Anyone who witnessed her in her chef's jacket would have thought she was too young for this shit. Her sous chefs and assistants didn't have faith in her at first sight.

Goddamn! She proved them wrong and made them eat their words. Literally.

All she did the first day was baked and cooked a storm. Fed them until they couldn't stand let alone picked on her shortcomings.

The next day, her staff was waiting for her five hours before the restaurant opened. That was two months ago. She pressed her lips to prevent a full-blown smile and smirked at the memory.

Apparently, the old adage was true.

Food was the way to a worker's heart.

Pausing, Rie thought she got the old proverb wrong. Pft! Like she gave a damn.

Oops! Anna has warned her about her constant swearing.

-I know.- Her cutie patootie pups. Aww, she missed the little darlings. Her schedule should be clear this weekend to babysit them.

"Cee this rack of lamb is a bit under, refire please, and go easy on the garnish." Her loud voice boomed over the noise inside her stainless kitchen.

"Right away, chef."

She went back to icing the indulgent Forest Cake for the evening. The patrons always stayed until dessert and eagerly partake in her creations every night.

Ever since Anna's mating, a lot of couples have reached out. Desiring a similar concept of cake for their mating ceremony. She graciously declined all such requests. The castle cakes were for Anna and Mish's only.

She made it worth their while though and created a magnificent 3 tier cake that has depicted stories of their love.

"Chef Rie, a VIP request for your presence." Odd. Her head snapped to Jonah, a head waiter.

"I wasn't aware we have royalty tonight." He paled at her serious face. Come on. Everyone's so stiff and serious. She took pity and grinned at him.

He exhaled in a relieved sigh. "I think His Majesty, the Lycan King has made the reservation."

"My family is here?" Now, she was excited. They usually dine on Saturdays, it's a treat nonetheless. She loved cooking for them and hasn't done so in a while.

"Oh, no. Not your family chef."

"Vampire?" Meaning, they were expecting them soon. However, it was weird if Xavier came here first. His instinct will lead him straight to Anna Michelle.

"Nope." Her perfect eyebrows furrowed. Don't judge. She treated herself to a spa from time to time.

"Demon?" Arg! She was baffled. Hating the guessing games.

He shook his head once more. "I think the Dragon King and his entourage, chef."

Oh. Haven't met him. Though she had heard of him in passing. He was from Greece. "Why did he request for me?"

"He and his sister want to meet the chef. I think they love the Mediterranean food you made from scratch." Okay. She got that a lot.

"You know, I don't mingle with customers." And with good reason. At the end of the night, she was covered in grease and whatever messy stuff she put her hands on.

She had never mastered the art of keeping her white jacket clean, mentally shaking her head.

Did she bring an extra pair with her? She had to clean up first. She didn't want to meet the royalty like this. The lycan king was her brother-in-law and his queen was her eldest sister. That associated Rie with them.

"What do you want me to tell the guests, chef Rie?"

"Umm...ask if they can wait until dessert. I'll meet them." He nodded his head. Ready to deliver her message.

"And Jonah, bring them one of these beauties when I'm done. Come back in 10."

"Yes, chef."

She glanced around her engine room. They work like a clock. It may seem like an organized chaos but she was proud of her staff. Dinner service will be done in two hours. No mishaps. No setbacks. And more importantly no complaints.

She will finish decorating her cakes and freshen up to meet the Dragon King.

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-Take a deep breath. You live with royalty, Rie. There is no need to panic.-

Yes. She lived in a royal pack with its leaders. It's just that, this meeting was different.