Getting Revenge From Cinderella - Chapter 124

#Side Story 4. Behind Story 2
2024.01.03.

3. Fabienne’s Wish

As the head of the kitchen wandered around nervously, biting his thumb nail, the assistant chef and the assistant servants also glanced towards the door with anxious expressions.

At that time, the plate that had gone out to the dining room finally returned to the kitchen. Chef Fabien rushed over to check the tray and stumbled with a shocked look on his face, as if he had been struck by lightning.

“also… … !”

The sous-chef and the servants, who realized that today was no different from any other day due to his heartbreaking sigh, quietly returned to their places.

They moved quickly like machines to quickly fulfill Fabienne’s enraged work instructions and leave work.

While the servants were busy organizing the kitchen, Fabienne was holding on to her plate and shaking. His eyes were staring at the salad lying on his plate as if he were going to kill him. The sight of the salad, still in its original state, as if to prove that he had never touched a fork before, struck his heart.

“how… … “How on earth did you know?”

How did you know there were carrots in this?!

Cabbage, various vegetables, and even beets were chopped and mixed to hide the color. As if that wasn’t enough, he was proud of having completely hid the smell by developing a sauce that completely covered it up and spraying a lot of it.

‘I thought I would have no choice but to eat this time… … .’

At the 6,377th failure, Fabienne bit his lower lip. He felt a sense of defeat that he could not get used to, and he lowered his head against the countertop.

It has already been ten years since he entered the royal palace. During that short period of time, there was only one wish that Fabienne did not wish for.

Watching His Highness Kahiln eat carrots!

However, his simple wish was frustrated again today.

“This is it… … .”

As Fabienne closed her eyes tightly, the moment she first encountered Kahiln came back to her mind as vividly as if it had happened yesterday. That unforgettable day was a turning point in his life.

“It’s already been twenty years… … .”

Fabienne fell into reminiscence with a wistful expression, unaware of the gazes of those around him who were glancing at him with eyes that said it was the beginning again.

After her pregnancy, her body weakened, and the queen, who was recuperating at her parents’ home, Deomanhu, gave birth to the kingdom’s firstborn child.

Upon hearing the auspicious news, her vassals lined up to meet the queen in person and congratulate her, and Fabienne was one of them.

He was half-forced to marry the queen because of her family’s pressure, and the moment he came face to face with her sleeping Cahiln, he forgot that he had been forced to take her and fell in love with her at first sight.

‘How can such a perfect life form exist?’

Black hair and pale skin like obsidian. The eyes hidden behind tightly closed eyelids must have a mysterious purple color due to the blood of the Marquis Deerman. I was sure that if an angel came down, it would definitely look like this.

Fabienne thought as she looked at her cute, plump lips.

‘I can’t let these noble lips swallow anything.’

This was the moment when Fabienne made a firm decision to follow in his father’s footsteps and take charge of the writer’s kitchen.

Ten years later, after much hard work, Fabien finally entered the palace as the chef of the First Prince’s Palace, and was excited by the prospect of seeing Cahiln again.

Since he was a man of exceptional honor from a young age, it was easy to guess that now that he had mastered the art of kings, he would exude an elegant aura that no ordinary person could match.

As expected, Cahiln, whom we met again, exuded an unrivaled energy. In a slightly different direction than Fabienne expected.

‘Are those eyes really thirteen?’

Needless to say, the eyes that were hidden behind the eyelids were a beautiful purple color.

However, rather than the soft, tolerant eyes like Her Majesty the Queen’s, Fabienne was shocked by the cold look in her eyes that threatened to cut her off if she made a mistake.

Where has the angel who was sleeping soundly gone, like that beast… … , But Fabienne soon felt a pang in her heart.

‘The loss of her mother at such a young age is so devastating.’

Moreover, since Queen Hyeon, her stepmother, threw the writer of Demanhu out of the blue, no one would dare guess the pain in her heart.

Fabienne scolded herself for being careless for a moment and carefully prepared a dish that was passed down from generation to generation to the Marquis of Derman that evening.

It was carrot soup that Her Majesty the Queen enjoyed eating when she was young. She hoped to miss her mother as much as possible even while eating.

But unfortunately, his warm consideration does not seem to have reached Cahiln. Because I didn’t even have a spoonful of carrot soup that day.

Fabienne, who was looking down at the cold carrot soup and repeating ‘Why?’, soon let out an exclamation.

‘I was too hasty.’

She may have hastily reminded me of her mother and instead opened up her wounds. After reflecting on his careless behavior, Fabienne decided to slowly open Cahiln’s heart.

From that day on, Fabienne approached her cautiously, as if she were a kitten with prickly fur.

Fortunately, Cahiln liked his food.

Of course, there was advice from the sous chef that he was the type to eat everything without complaining, but this did not fall on the ears of Fabienne, who had just entered the palace and was full of confidence and motivation.

But it wasn’t long before he noticed something strange.

‘… … ‘I guess it’s nothing.’

But things always happen the way they are supposed to. Fabienne, who looked closely at the plate served to Cahiln, was convinced.

‘You hate carrots!’

Only then did he realize that the reason he didn’t eat the carrot soup wasn’t because it reminded her of her mother, but because it was a vegetable she simply hated.

What a good vegetable carrots are… … . Moreover, carrots were a specialty product of his family’s territory and a product that had been offered to writers after him for generations.

Fabienne, who had a special affection for carrots, sighed. Picky eating was a bad habit and not good for your health. He decided to try to change Cahiln’s tastes.

From then on, Fabienne’s struggle began. I tried adding finely chopped carrots to an omelet and made a sweet cake. In addition to risotto, I learned recipes from the eastern continent and tried stir-frying them with various vegetables.

They even went so far as to plate the meat in the shape of carrots to eliminate resistance, but even that was sent back untouched.

Fabienne started to get more and more angry. He was so upset as he watched his efforts come back in vain every time that he sent out a whole carrot to tell them to do whatever they wanted.

Cahiln didn’t say anything at that time, but he had nightmares all night about the fork stuck in the middle of the carrot.

Over the past ten years, I have not given in to many unspoken threats and threats. Except when Cahiln was on the battlefield, Fabien’s carrot dish, prepared with great care, was always on his table.

Meanwhile, His Royal Highness Cahiln ascended the throne as King and welcomed his beautiful queen.

‘You’re not young anymore and you’re married, so it’s only natural that you’ll fix your picky eating habits.’

I had the ungodly thought of making Kahiln unconscious by pushing her and forcing her into her mouth, but I had to hold back because I was convinced that if I really did that, I would be the one who fainted forever.

Contrary to his initial mindset of deciding to improve Cahiln’s eating habits for the sake of his health, all that was left for Fabienne was to wait and see whether you or I would win.

No matter what, I was confident that it would be Fabian himself who won in the end. but.

“It was arrogance.”

Ugh, Fabienne swallowed a bitter, self-deprecating laugh.

Okay, maybe it’s time to admit defeat. I can’t make your Majesty eat carrots. Because I’m incompetent… … .

Fabienne’s lips trembled as he finally acknowledged his limitations.

Fabienne took off his apron and hat, folded them neatly, and quietly left the kitchen. The sous-chef and servants’ sour gaze gathered behind his lonely, drooping back.

A few days later, Fabienne went to work with heavy steps, holding a letter of resignation in his arms.

After taking a break from work, locking himself in his room and thinking about it, he decided to give up his job as a chef. He said that anyone who gave up without being able to serve even a satisfactory carrot dish to his lord was not qualified to hold this position.

“Fabienne! “Have you heard the news?”

As soon as he entered the kitchen, the sous chef came running towards him with an excited face. Fabienne, heartbroken, cast a disapproving glance at the fussy sous chef.

“What’s going on?”

“Well, Her Majesty the Queen is said to have returned to office!”

At that moment, a bell rang in both of Fabienne’s ears. Fabienne, who was blinking, grabbed the sous chef’s shoulder and asked urgently.

“Well, is that true?”

“yes! sure!”

Light slowly seeped into Fabienne’s eyes, which had been clouded with gloom over the sous chef’s joyous expression.

There is a saying that the habits one develops during one’s childhood will continue even as one grows older. Cahiln’s poor eating habits were entirely due to his incompetent cook as a child. But if I am capable… … !

‘I would never mess up your eating habits like that!’

Fabienne laughed, having perfectly planned the next 20 years, starting with the baby food for the heir who could be either a princess or a prince in an instant.

The sous chef, startled by the sight of him giggling as if he had never been depressed, took a step back. But nothing like that caught my eye.

‘There is no such thing as two defeats.’

After throwing his resignation letter into the oven, Fabienne couldn’t stop smiling dangerously as he looked at the burning flames.

First, I have to make a health food for Her Majesty the Queen. Yes, braised beef with lots of carrots would be good.

Fabienne laughed loudly.