On Behalf of the Crown
Due to Alora's busy schedule and her disapproval of his efforts to meet her while she was training, Agost was barely managing to have her time.
After much effort, Agost had managed to convince Alora to meet him at dusk. Since Alora was interested in Anka's cuisine, Agost was busy checking in the spare kitchen for all the ingredients.
Cyrus, who had been to the market once, noted down more ingredients that weren't commonly used in Anka.
"Get some Oregano. If you don't find it dry, get the fresh leaves. Also capers, it adds a distinctive sour…"
He paused hearing the guards greeting a princess. It was still noon, lunchtime. He hadn't expected Alora to arrive so soon.
"My Princess…" His voice trailed away looking at Alora prepared to leave somewhere, "Are you going somewhere?"
Alora glanced at the ingredients on the counter and flashed an apologetic smile, "I'm terribly sorry for breaking my promise to spend time with you, Prince Agost."