Years ago

The young princess, Elpida, stretches slightly on her bed. Turning a frown appears on her face as a knock resounds on her room door.

Who dares disturb her peace? She thought.

Without moving an inch, she glares hard at the door. As if in instinct the door hinges off the hook, breaking into several pieces.

One of the chefs stood outside of the door, hands shaking terribly as sweat trickled down his forehead.

Elpida’s eyes begin to glow white, the chef seeing this burst into tears as he started pleading, "Please your highness. Your mother sent me to bring food for you.”

His knees automatically went down as...