Connor
"Have you suddenly turned into an owl? Just blinking about?" I raised my eyebrows as I put some edible flowers on the plate. I ordered them with the groceries earlier and just thought they looked nice? If that was a word to call them.
Since Edward had been in the house I had been ridiculously domestic. He liked home cooked meals and gravy. He was very British in that regard. Mash, gravy, a few sausages and beans drove him absolutely mad. Always his pies and beef Wellington.
I wasn't much of a home cook kind of guy but I forced myself to learn. I ended up buying Vasili's cookbook. After all he was Edward's father and had cooked for him his entire life. If I wanted to make him love my food, what better way than to recreate his Pa's.
