Chapter 606 - How About We Invite Her to Sit Down and Watch Us Eat?
Chapter 606 How About We Invite Her to Sit Down and Watch Us Eat?
“I refuse.”
Mag shook his head without any hesitation. As he did so, he pointed toward the restaurant door with his chopsticks, and said, “The door is just over there. Please vacate yourself from the premises, Your Highness. Of course, if you’d like to dine at the restaurant, you can go line up outside and await your turn once the breakfast service commences. At my restaurant, even royalty have to line up.”
“I… You…” Babla’s mouth gaped open as she stared at Mag, appearing as if she were struggling to believe her ears. This bastard had refused her request, and even told her to go line up for breakfast outside! Blood rushed into her head, and she felt as if she were about to faint again. Only by supporting herself against a table did she manage to keep herself remaining upright.
“Also, please don’t just faint for no reason next time. You’ve delayed our meal, and it’s very taxing for Aisha to save you. We all have to work soon, so please don’t inconvenience us any further.” Mag looked at Babla and shook her head with a resigned expression. He didn’t know whether this “princess” had low blood pressure or was anemic. In any case, she was way too feeble for her own good.
Babla glowered at Mag, and tried to leave as she supported herself with the table. She had never been humiliated like this before. How could she stand for such horrific treatment as a regal princess? She had to leave right away!
“Father, that big sister is so miserable. Look at how feeble she is; she looks like she can barely walk. How about we…” Amy looked at Babla with sympathy in her eyes before taking a bite of her kebab. A blissful expression appeared on her face as she said, “The kebabs today are so good; so tasty and tender.”
“Gulp…” Babla was already preparing to leave, but she felt as if her legs were filled with lead as she looked at Amy. She thought, This little girl is so adorable, she must have a really kind heart as well. Perhaps she’ll ask me to stay for breakfast with them, and I’ll just pretend to reluctantly agree. I’ll be able to eat delicious roast meat then!
Only after swallowing the beef in her mouth did Amy recall Babla’s existence, and a sweet smile appeared on her face as she said, “How about we invite her to sit down and watch us eat? She should be able to walk after resting for a while.”
Babla felt as if she had been stabbed in the heart. Was there anything more painful in this world than starving while watching others eat? This little girl appeared to be so adorable and pure, but her heart was just as cruel as her father’s!
Babla trudged a couple more steps toward the door before her legs gave out under her, and she collapsed onto a table again. Her blush deepened as she struggled to try and get to her feet, but she was unable to muster up any strength, and her humiliation quickly got the better of her as she sobbed, “Dammit… Why now of all times? That damn stone pillar must have sucked too much of my blood! Arrrgh, I want to die!”
Yabemiya turned to Mag, and said, “I feel like this little girl really is very hungry; she can’t even stand on her own. Should we invite her to stay for a meal, Boss? Otherwise, she won’t even be able to get out of the restaurant.”
“Big Sister Miya’s right, Father. That big sister must be close to starving to death.” Amy nodded with a sympathetic expression.
Mag contemplated the situation momentarily before nodding as he said, “Alright, then we’ll let her have some food with us.”
This little girl really did appear to be starving, and it would simply be too inhumane if he were to kick her out in her current state.
“Let me help you to the table.” Yabemiya stood up and gently helped Babla up into a standing position.
Babla stood up straight and nodded as she said, “Alright, seeing as you insist on keeping me here, I’ll reluctantly dine with all of you. However, I require silver cutlery, centaurea tonic to wash my hands, a heavenly silkworm silk cloth to dry my hands, then—”
“We don’t have any of that stuff. Sit down and eat or get out. You’re free to leave if you like.” Mag didn’t have much patience for this haughty little girl. He turned toward her with a smile as he continued, “Also, this meal is not free; you’ll have to pay for it at some point.”
Babla glowered at Mag for a while before finally turning away in the end. This man was the most heartless, insolent, and petty man she had ever seen.
However, the alluring aroma in the air and the sight of the glistening roast beef were simply far too tempting for her to resist them. She harrumphed coldly, but didn’t dare to say anything else. She was afraid that this man would actually kick her out.
This bastard! When I get back to the palace, I’m going to get Father to come after him and show him that the princess of the moon nation is not to be messed with! Babla thought to herself as she allowed herself to be helped over to the table by Yabemiya.
“Meow!” Ugly Duckling extended a little paw with a cold look on its little face as if it were warning Babla not to do anything out of line.
“Even you’re growling at me?!” Babla glowered at Ugly Duckling, and neither of them was willing to back down.
“Don’t bully Big Sister Pink, Ugly Duckling. She’s too feeble to beat even you in a battle.” Amy pressed Ugly Duckling’s little paw downward with a stern expression.
“Meow~” Ugly Duckling took a final glance at Babla before turning away with a disdainful look on its face.
Huh? Did I just get looked down on by a cat? Babla was wondering if she were in a dream.
“The food we have on the table is just enough for our consumption, so I’ll have to make some extra food for you. What would you like?” Mag turned to Babla with a calm expression and treated her just as he would any other customer.
Babla withdrew her gaze from Ugly Duckling, and immediately replied, “I want a roast meat dish.”
“The roast meat has three flavors; would you like to choose one of them or have all three?” Mag asked.
“All three flavors are super tasty,” Amy murmured as she took another bite of her roast meat.
“I’ll have all three.” Babla nodded.
“Alright, here are nine kebabs in total.” Mag placed three kebabs of each flavor onto the plate, and offered it to Babla as he said, “Please enjoy.”