Snails Work Faster Than You Did

The kitchen was busy, but not in a way that she was familiar with. If Islinda had been awed with the way the Fae seem to work with their magic the previous time, now she was stricken to the bone with terror and as well embarrassed. 

Take for instance, the Fae who just lifted the pot of boiling water with nothing but her ability. What if her magic slipped and she ended up pouring the hot water on someone? Islinda could not help but think of the worst considering she was not used to it. 

Thus she stood in the middle of the kitchen like a moron having no idea where and what to start from. Every Fae in here looked like they needed space to work with. What if she distracted them with her flimsy human moves and caused a disaster? The thought of it made her shudder. This was not the kind of kitchen she belonged to. 

"What in the Fae are you standing around there for, human? Go and do something!" The Fae named Sura yelled at her and that prompted her to action.