Frost following the advice of the servant and from what he'd seen from Khione brought a scooped slice of pizza to his mouth and took a large bite.
'Damn that's good.' The mellow, soft cheese partnered well with the strong and somewhat spicy meat while the tomatoes and other vegetables gave it an extra kick. A flavour so intense that he took another bite, then another, then another until his hand was empty bar a few crumbs and dollops of sauce.
"Pizza is it?" He asked the helpful servant while picking up a second loaded slice.
"Yes Prince Frost, it's a common dish found throughout the western continent in many different styles, but this particular one is special." The servant upon returning to her professional attitude answered his query with pride. She and the chefs in charge of preparing this dish had done their research and then some all in order to meet both Khione's strict taste demands and Shivali's concerns regarding junk food therefore she was more than happy to answer any queries he had.
"I can guarantee that'll you'll never find a pizza quite like it even if you visited the western continent personally. We tried a plethora of ingredients both high quality and common, unusual and even sometimes poisonous when incorrectly prepared just to find that perfect combination. To create a taste that brings out the cheese, the meat, the vegetables, the sauce and even the dough in harmony, with neither overpowering the other." A small tear even dripped from the side of the servant's left eye as she spoke of her and her colleagues hardship.
So many walls barred their journey, flavours not mixing, texture problems, preparation difficulties and then the ultimate tests, passing muster in the eyes or rather the mouths of both Khione and Shivali.
Creating a dish that tasted like junk food yet wasn't was not easy but eventually they succeeded and now their stubborn Princess was all smiles, ordering the dish at least once a week making all the troubles they experienced worth it.
It was shame however that hardly anyone else ordered it, Khione and few soldiers were their only customers.
"Mm you efforts speak volumes; no wonder it's Khione's usual." Frost nodded his head, understanding -at least partially- the amount of efforts the servant and chefs put into creating this dish. He was practically addicted to the flavour as he wolfed down slice after slice not realising how densely packed with nutrients and calories they were.
Only when he was on the last slice did he suddenly feel a resistance in his stomach, a warning that he was filled to the brim.
Shocked by the sensation he used his free hand to feel his abdomen. It was slightly swollen and rigid proof that his stomach had been stretched and expanded beyond normal levels.
"This stuff is dangerous…." With his expression slightly pale Frost gazed at the last slice of pizza, his tongue urging him to dive in and provide it succor while his mind conjured up images, horrifying images of his aesthetically pleasing physique becoming wider and fatter.
"Does Khione really eat this on the regular?"
This time it wasn't the servant who answered but Khione herself. "Yes I do, how else do you think I managed to forge these dynamite muscles of mine." She confidently said while tensing her mountainous biceps which rivalled Frost's entire waist in thickness.
Thanks to the efforts of the other two servants she managed to recover from Frost's innocent attack earlier. An action that was so natural, smooth and devasting that her mind completely shut down, her face becoming a pink hued mess as she garbled gibberish.
An innocent maiden who had literally zero experience with this sort of thing being on the receiving end of such intimacy was just too much. She literally broke for a good minute or three completely unresponsive to the outside world as her mind obsessed on and relived Frost actions over and over. Each time making her heart blossom like a springtime flower, filling her with giddy warmth. A state that could easily be taken advantage of, she'd be like putty in his hands if he decided to make the next move.
Luckily they weren't alone, and that Frost was more focused on the meal placed before him than her thus allowing the two servants in charge of cleaning the dining room -through several methods- to rile her out of her shocked state and bring back the normal Khione.
Her cheeks were still a little pink and she struggled to look Frost in the eyes but by relying on what she knew she faced him with confidence as he brought up his concerns, concerns that many members of her family also shared after personally experiencing the devastating power of pizza.
"Though the density of nutrients is much, much higher than you'd think it'd be they're all good for you and easily processed, ideal for building up muscle and strengthening the body….so as long as you work out alongside it there's no problem." She tensed her muscles again proving that she never had an issue with burning off an insane amount of calories. An ideal dish for someone like Khione and to be honest Frost as well, he was just taken aback by the extremity of the dish.
Frost happily watched Khione show off her body, finding the definition and size of her muscles inspiring. He looked down at his slightly bloated stomach and then at the muscles he originally thought to be large before looking back at Khione. Her massive physique that looked as though it was carved from stone could make anyone feel inferior.
He had the sudden urge to work out like a mad man; the exact kind of response you needed in order to make best use of this delicious meal. Alas they had just finished their workout, meaning he'd have to work off this excess some other way. The 'usual' that Khione ordered being more appropriate for someone of her size rather than his.
"You not going to finish your last slice?" Khione asked after firing through more than half her pizza in a couple minutes, determined to not let it become cold.
"….Reluctantly no, 7 was more than enough." He replied slightly through gritted teeth. His heart reluctant to waste such delicious food but unfortunately his stomach really couldn't cram anything else in without violently erupting. Even now he could feel some gastric juice rising up whenever he burped.
"…Then you won't mind if I have it right." Khione thought about what she was about to do, her cheeks once again donning that pink hue, but she didn't let that stop her. Before Frost could even accept or reject her she leaned over and grabbed his last slice with her right hand and quickly stuffed into her mouth, devouring it in three rapid bites. She then smiled his way in triumph, showing her beautiful white teeth that were stained in sauce and bits of meat.
"Hahahahaha is that payback for me eating that dollop of sauce off your chin hahahaha." Frost laughed out loud, finding Khione's actions childish but cute.
Of course bringing that event up made Khione's pink hue turn crimson and cover the majority of her face, a reaction she did her best to hide by turning her face to the side.
"Maybe…or perhaps I just don't want the food prepared by my family's chefs to go to waste." She said sarcastically with her nose scrunched up in a mocking gesture, refusing to admit to being petty. Her true intentions however being less about payback and more about sharing something with Frost. It wasn't an indirect kiss, but it was something, something that her heart demanded that she get.
Ever since she met Frost her heart and mind had been in disarray, leading her into situations and emotions that she had never experienced before. Her own body was like a stranger to her at times, a frightening but also intriguing concept that allowed her to see things through a new perspective, a perspective that often resulted in feelings of warmth and joy….she was coming to enjoy this new side of her that brought more colour into her simple lifestyle.
Frost didn't press her, instead he simply enjoyed the burst of tsundere like cuteness Khione displayed, gazing at her with affection as she awkwardly finished her meal. His gaze felt heavy and enveloping to Khione, but it was also warm and sweet, so she didn't tell him to stop.
The three servants on the sidelines however struggled to gaze at the pink, fluffy atmosphere between the two of them with straight faces. To them it felt like they were being stabbed in the heart with a dagger, repeatedly and without mercy. None of them had a current sweetheart, they were single and alone -the third servant in particular due to having recently been dumped by her boyfriend.
Seeing their Princess being stared at with affection and reacting like a young schoolgirl was fine the first time perhaps even the second but the more they were exposed to this pink atmosphere the more painful it became.
Now they had to restrain themselves from destroying this beautiful picture that was playing out in front of them.
'Cassius you asshole!!!' The third servant even felt the need to loudly curse her ex-boyfriend in her mind, feeling that she wouldn't feel this way if he hadn't broke things off without any warning.