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"Chop! Chop! Get moving!"
Asty opened her eyes when she heard that familiar boisterous laughter and the obnoxious hitting of metallic pans. The lively atmosphere brought a smile to her face and she immediately hoists herself up to see what they were up to.
From above the staircase, Chaol descends while rubbing his head, irritated. "Would someone please explain to me what in the world is going on?"
"Oops— my bad. My Lord." Yvonne squeaks. "I was just trying to see what these drums are for."
"They are not drums for god's sake, Yvonne." he breathed in disappointment. "Those are cooking pots."
"Oh."
Asty and Owl burst into laughter as Chaol just humiliated her.
"You must be really, really... well, unknowledgeable huh. Do you not notice that Lana cooks with those?"
"S-She does not really have the time to go to the kitchen, Chaol." Asty reasoned out in her defense. "She doesn't have the vacancy to do so."
"Still!" Cha
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