467: COOKING UP ROMANCE

ARIEL'S POV As I entered the grand kitchen of our mansion, the aroma of spices and herbs greeted me, swirling around the room like a comforting embrace. Bridget, one of the maids, was already bustling about, preparing to cook dinner. She glanced up as I entered, a warm smile lighting up her face. "Good evening, Miss Ariel. Shall I prepare dinner for tonight?" Bridget asked, her hands deftly moving across the countertop. I shook my head gently. "Actually, Bridget, I'll be the one cooking tonight. You don't have to be worried about anything." Bridget's eyebrows shot up in surprise, and her gaze filled with concern. "Are you sure about that, Miss Ariel? You know you don't have to do this." I nodded firmly, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips. "Yes, Bridget, I'm sure. I want to do this." With a reluctant sigh, Bridget nodded, understanding the resolve in my voice. "Very well, Miss Ariel." Just let me know if you need any assistance." As Bridget exited the kitchen, leaving me a