Earlier, Delanie and Oriana went to the kitchen in high spirits, but the maids were already there, contemplating what to cook.
Upon seeing Delanie, they bowed their heads respectfully. "Ma'am, good morning. What should we make for you?"
Delanie smiled and shook her head, "Redirect your energy. I'll make breakfast myself."
"You can cook?" They were stunned, never having seen such an elite woman willing to dirty her hands in the kitchen. "Just wait until I'm done and tell me how it tastes."
The maids were happy and eager to help, but Delanie remembered she wanted to have a serious talk with Oriana and informed them. "Can you excuse us for a while? Just show me the pantry."
The maids obliged as she focused her attention on Oriana after gathering her needed ingredients.
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