Blood and Steel

Part 37 "Memories"

Vorgen: "Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Too high too high! You held the knife too high, Are you trying to murder the food?!"

Mordred: "Eh...?"

Vorgen: "And look at where your fingers are placed. The moment you brought down that knife, you're going to cut yourself."

Mordred: "Oh...."

Vorgen: "Curl your fingers under and hold the ingredients with your fingertips when chopping."

Mordred: "Okay......"

Vorgen: "And remember....Slice the Ingredients away from your hand and keep your "FINGERS" clear of the blade "

Mordred: "Oh Right..... Yeah okay. So like this then?" i asked, doing what he just told me.

Vorgen: "Yeah. Yeah like that... Oh god. I almost had a heart attack"

Mordred: "Don't worry I've got it now"

Vorgen: ".......I doubt it. Let's.... Let's just end this. You don't have to do this anymore."

Mordred: "No. I'm not going to back out on this"

Vorgen: "You're going to hurt yourself....."

Mordred: "No i wont.... You just told me how to do it. Now just wait on the table while i cook"

Vorgen: "Ju--"

Mordred: "I know. I know. I'll tell you if i need a hand"

The Black Prior reluctantly nodded, he walked back to the table and sat.
He stared at me as i was cooking, he looked restless and anxious while observing me from behind.

Vorgen: "Is it just me or is your cooking emanating a really unusual amount of smoke......"

Mordred: "It--it's fine! Really! It's fine. Don't worry!"

Vorgen: "If.... You say so"

After a minute or so i barely managed to complete the cooking of mine. I almost burned it once or twice, i didn't really know what to do as i throw any kind of ingredients as i see fit.

I had created an abomination.

It was almost as black as coal. The meats dried. The vegetables burnt. Not only that...... The smell was also horrendous.

Mordred: "..........."

Vorgen: "Everything alright?"

Mordred: "Everything's fine...."

Vorgen: "Is the food ready?"

Mordred: "Yes....."

Vorgen: "Bring it to the table then"

Mordred: "I can't...."

Vorgen: "Huh? Why?"

Mordred: "I..... I just can't"

Vorgen: "Show me...."

Modred: "No"

Vorgen: "I said... Show me the food"
He insisted.

Mordred: "Galahad, it is not--"

Vorgen: "I demand thee!" He said as he slammed his fist on the table.

I gave up on trying to hide it from him, and presented him the failed cooking of mine.

Mordred: "You asked for it...."

The Black Prior sat quietly, staring at the food that was served on the table.

Vorgen: "............."