The Crown Prince's Forbidden Chef

I felt when I wo

heaviness in my limbs,like I'd fallen

ind brushing my cheeks, carrying the faint smell of pine and sm

thing I

body beneath

I lay sprawled on rough dirt. Sharp rocks dug into my palms and body. M

steadied and became more clear

groaning as pain shot throu

fr

the competition stage but instead..I am dressed in torn, soaked medieval r

tep I took was a step closer to survival..or so I thought. Behind me, I could hear their footsteps, sharp and relen

But now, the awards, the fame, wealth and recognition are

e to think. I onl

he pavement, echoing in the empty alleyways. My heart pounde

th

tr

scrapping the concrete road was deafening, followed by a sharp, burning impact that threw me off my feet.

dissolved into nothing. Befor

rom my unco

es...with a cheap looking fabric which seemed rough, an

he hell?"

ft, though a little husky but

hed he

My chin is narrower. My eyel

nd it was Long,Wavy a

ck bob I had since

thing h

o, no,

ective surface in sight. The water looked foggy,

l, with her wide hazel eyes. Her Soft li

t recognize...th

ing. I wasn't dreaming,or h

ed. "I was in som

knew noth

y, illuminating the mountains around me.

lashes through my brain right from how her family treated her to the point where sh

why

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we con

are we l

nd myself, trying to m

.was being hit by a truck of which I t

ow he

whispered, lookin

nything modern. There were no modern buildings, no electric lights, not

frantically. No phon

ath qu

awed up

happeni

iverse did

lted beneath me,as I still stood looking confused. I pre

hat's me. Tha

way into the street, observing the horses. Chariots. Men in tunics, cloaks, and armor, carrying long spears. Women with head coverings, their skirts brush

crushing force..I had been

e..it was all a memory now. And I was trapped... in the body o

hard ground.

d this

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rtantly... Ho

family hates her, they will just hand her back to the traffickers..

it hurt, yet I knew I had to act. I had to survive...because I

ppropriate. Hunger bit into me. Cold crept into my bones. And my mind, thoug

re swords, chariots, and strange customs reigned. Where men ruled over women. Where a hel

ts I had never seen, dried meats, loaves of bread baked in uneven, blackened ovens. Women in long, layered skirts carried baskets on t

fell completely. I wanted to speak, to ask for help, to beg for food or water...bu

.. I..."

nger. We don't help the poor and strange looking people, and you're filthy." And the children started

n gown...oh no, my gown was already ruined and fully stained with mud,and I realized she was righ

ven't eaten since... forever. Every instinct from my life as Irene, my own world of conve

stall, eyeing the bread stacke

rs like you!" By the corner of his store, I picked up some leftover bread and a

em back. I had no choice. I couldn't afford

g myself. If I want to survive

ere eyes wasn't watching, pulled off the dirty thorn gown then pulled on the tunic over my head, tugged the tro

irl looking back... was gone. In her place now, was a boy. Th

sting the name that alrea

.. Danie

fe. It was like a mask, yes... a

onger glanced at me with disdain or scorn. No children threw stones or laughed at my tattered appeara

ddle of the street

nd me, but this time

id. "Strong enough to

ng man with a clean appearance.

lean and Res

men were more respected, valued, and given priority, wh

I wanted to survive here, I couldn't risk bei

ld hide everything Annabelle or I onc

for the first time since being pulled from m

ketplace with the air of a boy who belonged here. The wind caught the h

ve it, my mind raced for solutions. I had no money. No place to s

ok

e. "You're Daniel now. You have to survive disguising and acting

s glistened from the recent rain. Some Merchants shouting over each other, selling bread, fruits, and strange dried meats. A blacksmith ha

it. Their language was slightly different, o

continued to eat at me, as

ce posted by the guards a

E ROYAL PALACE. MALE APP

icipation. Cooking... my one true skill. If I could convi

crown prince is ruthless. Rumors say h

ody screamed for me to run. Every instinct tol

rt well ,no one will notice anything about me, I will become invisible that I will hardly ever be notice

de... I might even find a

massive and imposing, adorned with silver and blue banner

ar, squared my sh

to apply for the

or the position or that I am not skilled enough to be a cook for

are speaking to?" the

Daniel Haston and I can coo

waking in Annabelle's bod

was my chanc

s my chance to c

e thing wa

body named Annabelle, I just inhabited even though I am curious about the

of her...one that could cost