Chapter 59: Another fight

“How are you a terrible cook?” Amelia asked Arthur as she watched him struggling to make spaghetti.

“You’ve been alive for over four hundred years and didn’t bother to learn how to cook?” she asked mockingly.

They were currently in the kitchen after freshening up and changing their clothes. Arthur said he wanted to cook something for Amelia but the result wasn’t what he expected.

“It has never interested me plus I thought it would be easy having watched chefs cook,” Arthur defended himself.

He opened the pot of spaghetti and sighed in defeat as all he could see was black.

He had completely burned it and the sauce wasn’t any better. It looked like crap and it sure tasted the same way even worse.

Amelia peeked from behind him and her face contorted into a frown. “Well at least you achieved your goal, seeing your food has cured my hunger,” she said and Arthur glared at her.

“Are you a good cook?” he fired at her, not wanting to lose face in front of her.

“Hello, I was fending for myself