Meanwhile.
Liana was in the kitchen.
The head chef and the entire kitchen crew, including sous chefs, line cooks, and kitchen helpers, watched as Liana carefully selected ingredients for her cooking.
The head chef smiled and exhaled softly. "Miss Liana… are you sure you don't need our help?"
Liana looked at him and shook her head gently. "No… just like before, I'm going to cook something for our Prince Javier. You all can continue your work. I'll be fine here."
The head chef smiled and placed his palm over his left chest. "If you say so, Miss Liana."
"Mm…" Liana returned a faint smile, gestured toward a small, well-equipped workstation set aside for personal use. "I'll be using this small area here, if you don't mind."
"Don't worry, Miss Liana. As usual, you're welcome to use this space." The head chef bowed slightly, his tone respectful. "We'll make sure you have everything you need."
"Thank you," Liana said with a faint smile, slowly checking the utensils she would use.
