which sandwich sir cheng yan?

A sweet summer in the kingdom of grey castle(although i don't reckon that there ever was something truly summerish about the place).

Roland was contemplating on all that occurred this morning and what that entitled.

..........

A wisp of wind could barely be felt when Roland lazily swiveled to the side and asked

"what is it that you want now veronica?"

with a soft giggle nightingale murmured.

"well my dear prince, it seems that is has been quite a while since you have last allowed me to have a taste of one of your sumptuous meals"

"And exactly what 'meal' are you speaking of?" Roland bellowed heartily.

cringing up her face veronica simply couldn't stand the idea of being one upped. However at the same time, considering that it was from the one whom she loved it didn't feel quite as bad.

"Well recently when you are deep in sleep you usually murmur something along the lines of sandwich... and to be honest with you that really seems to bother me. Exactly what witch could have had the audacity to charm you? to the point that you would be dreaming about her!"

Roland was simply speechless at this point...

"Roland, although i can understand your feelings for Anna but i refuse to be surpassed by another woman! especially one whom you don't know the origins of. for crying out loud, you call her sandwich, her attribute and not even her name..." although usually cold and reserved our dear heroine seem to be on the border of tears. Roland being one of the few mortals whom she trusted and the only who she would lay er life for, to suddenly love another made her feel very much as if a knife had been wedge into her heart, akin to one of the daggers she usually impaled her victims with.

"Veronica, come with me for a sec" swiftly marching on Roland headed for the kitchen. Turning around due to him not hear the familiar steps of Veronica, he breathed out exasperatedly.

"Come on trust me on this one, i promise you that i don't love another woman."

Giving up they both headed towards the kitchen.

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Arriving, Roland marched towards where the flour was kept and swiftly poured out a handful. Taking some eggs and a little bit of milk, he skillfully start to knead the dough. By going at it in circular motions, using the palm of his hand and crumbling it with the weight of his body, a silky ball slowly started to form up. stretching and pulling he realized that he forgot to add yeast...wait a minute, there is no egg in bread!?! unless we consider the glazing. To far gone to step back and with his honor on the line Roland decided to keep kneading. at some point he started to pull twist and pull and twist, similar to making 8 shaped figures and folding it back on itself. The strands rapidly became thinner and thinner, but also more numerous. Chopping off both ends and dusting off with some flour he allowed them to rest. Quickly boiling some water, he also made a broth on the side with meat bones and vegetables. Inserting the noodles in to the boiling water he then dished out the broth into bowls and waited for the noodles to be ready before completing the dish. Laying the finished dish in front on Veronica he explained.

"This is what sandwiches are, It is a very common dish from where am from."

"I have never seen anyone eat this here?" veronica pouted but still decided to give it a taste.

"oh my gosh, this is delicious!"

Snickering to himself Roland was glad for having dodge this landmine, comforting himself that everything went according to plan.

Little did he know that veronica was aware of what noodles really were, but for now she decided to remain quiet, another bargaining chip is always welcomed after all.