Cook for You

Ramose pulled his mate out of the Crystalline Hall towards the Crimson Palace.

"Ramose, aren't we going back to the Purple-Radiance Palace? Why are we heading towards the Crimson Palace?" Versailles looked around in confusion.

Her mate seemed to be in a hurry to return to the Purple-Radiance Palace. But the path they were walking on clearly led to the Crimson Palace...

Ramose paused in his tracks, a strange expression on his face as he looked at his mate.

"Light, it can't be that you forgot what you promised me earlier, right?"

"Huh?" Promised him earlier? What did I promise him earlier? 

Versailles blinked and stared up cluelessly at him, a clear indication that she'd truly forgotten. 

"Light, you promised if I didn't beat the alpha, then you'd cook for me." His expression fell and an aggrieved look appeared in his eyes.