Estina's POV
I sigh.
Moving on to do some basic personal stuff while checking the time for the thirty minutes time to come up so I go to meet my foster mom and we start the breakfast preparation. We're back from the hotel, Lucian and I to resume normal life in the palace.
"Hello mom," I call out as I get into the kitchen which was shown me yesterday, even while walking along the hallway, in this part of the palace, there are location charts showing different directions, making it easy to navigate where you're going.
"Wow dear, it didn't take you so long to arrive here?" She replies, not so much like a question but I just have to nod my head. I walk closer to her as she's already preparing the egg, she's wearing an apron. The next thing she does is pull her hands far apart, widening it
