Chapter 188: The entrance (II)
"Young mistress, this way." Coco motioned me.
I was about to go and line up behind the others, but Coco wouldn't let me. I hesitated.
"Young mistress," Coco spoke out even harder than before. This time gave me a stern look.
I walked over. Coco pushed open the door for me to enter.
A cool breeze swept through, hitting me. I sighed.
Escaping this darn heat made me smile. I was happy that I was out of it.
Everyone stopped, looking over.
I couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed at the number of stares I was getting. Still, I ignored
them and walked forward with confidence.
"Oh?! It's the great white dragon!" The people started to whisper out loud, looking at me with awe.
They were pointing, and even some of them were getting up.
The waitress came over in a hurry, realizing who I was.
"Ms. Dragon!" The waitress spoke up a bit too loudly. "What a pleasure to see you. What can I do for you?"
"I would like to try some of your delicacies," I replied curtly.
"Oh!?" The waitress seemed excited; she had started to head toward an empty spot, clearing away the table.
"Quickly!" She motioned her hand for the other waitress to help clean up the place. She even placed a beautiful drapery over the table.
It didn't take long for them to set everything nice.
"Ms. Dragon! Please, this way." The waitress motioned her hand over.
I walked over. Coco pulled the chair back for me to sit down.
"We'll be bringing you all the best." The waitress said in a hurry. She motioned for the people to quickly come over and start bringing out trays.
It didn't take long for the first dessert to arrive.
Looking down, I couldn't help but start to drool.
The pretty leaves and colorful design gave the slice a cake a very beautiful design. The green vine twisted and turned, giving it a nice green spine.
I picked up the fork, a bit reluctant, wanting to eat it as it was a bit too pretty. I could stare at it forever.
Eventually, I was able to pick up my fork, reach over and push down as I took the angelic-looking fluff of cake.
I ate it in one bite.
A burst of flavors erupted, giving me a tingle.
I slowly chew over and over again, allowing myself to enjoy every flavor of a fruity taste. It was like a blast of flavorful colors of texture burst in my mouth.
When I gulped, I went into the next bite. This time, I gobbled it up. Then, just when I was about to finish my last bite, the next dessert arrived.
Even that desert was beautifully made with intricate flowers and designs. It wasn't a cake this time but a couple of cookies. The waitress even brought over a cup of hot chocolate with a creamy design of a leaf.
I picked it up.
Hot steam rose up from the cup. I blew it a couple of times, trying to get it from burning my tongue. Then, slowly, tipping the cup, I sipped it. A sweet taste of cinnamon and hot chocolate slipped through my tongue and down my throat. I enjoyed every taste.
Reaching over, I took a bite of my cookie.
For the next hour, the waitress kept bringing out more and more different deserts. It was like my stomach was a black hole as I continued to eat nonstop until finally I sat back and relaxed.
"Young mistress," Coco spoke up.
I looked over.
"Would that be all?"
I shook my head up and down, waving my hand to pay for the service. I knew I ate a lot, and I didn't want this store to go out of business because of how much I ate without paying.
Coco pulled out her purse filled to the brim with gold coins. She counted a total of ten, handing it to the waitress.
The waitress looked at the gold coins and back at Coco, shocked at the amount that she was given.
"The rest is for the staff," Coco spoke.
With a gaping mouth, she opened and closed, unable to say anything.
The chairs scraped back. I got up.
I started to walk out.
"Wait!" The waitress came over, stopping us. She breathed heavily.
Coco stepped forward from getting any closer to me. "Yes?"
"You gave us too much?!"
"Too much?" Coco tilted her head, not understanding what she was saying.
"Yes! You gave us enough to cover the food twenty times over!"
"And?"
"That's too much?!" the waitress looked at Coco and then back at me, wondering if what Coco did was wrong.
Coco cleared her throat, bringing the attention back at her. "Young mistress is a generous being. I am quite sure she would have given you the same amount."
The waitress' eyes became bigger, she looked at me. Hoping that what she said was true.
"I would have given more," I replied without much care. I knew that all the golds would circulate and come back to me, so I didn't mind giving a bit more.
The waitress opened and closed her mouth, unable to say more.
Coco dug out her wallet, pulled out another coin. She handed it to the waitress, who hand unconsciously reached out, shaking.
"Wh-?" The waitress asked, confused.
"The mistress said more."
"Bu-"
Coco stared her down into silence.
"Let's go, Coco," I spoke out loud, trying to give the waitress some breathing space. The air around them was already heavy enough, and any more, I had a feeling she would suffocate her.
"Yes, young mistress," Coco spoke; she straightened up and turned around.
The door was pushed open as I headed out.
The blazing summer heat welcomed me. I couldn't help but start feeling uncomfortable with sweat again. It sucked, but we headed back home.
A floating carriage appeared before me. No horses were pulling it anymore as it was getting closer to a car. Tart jumped out the door, waving me over.
Coco glared at Tart. Tart froze up. He quickly changed his demeanor and became professional. He straightened his body, looked a lot more regal than before, and bowed. Then, reaching over, he opened the door.
I stepped out and headed straight into the castle.
It was nice going back home.
The temperature around the castle was well maintained. It was a lot more comfortable, which I have personally used the stones to create such an atmosphere. I thought about doing it throughout the whole city, which I had honestly forgotten until today.
Coco had already taken notes to give Don to work on a few more things to combat the weather like today.
"Young mistress, the others are here," Coco spoke, snapping me back to reality.
We were inside, heading through the winding hallways as we ended up in front of the guest room.
"Who?" I asked, kind of confused as to who she was talking about. There wasn't anything that I could think of that we would have a guest around at this time.
"Your father."
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