His Majesty the King will be visiting. Elena Violet had sealed the invitation bearing that single line the night before, and she'd been awake since three in the morning the next day. Or rather, it would be more accurate to say she hadn't slept at all. The kitchen of Tsukikage-tei. The scent of wood and the lingering sweetness of caramel prepared the day before dissolved into the thin light of the magic lamp. Elena spread her prep list across the counter, tapping the back of her quill against her lips as she checked each line. "Special course for His Majesty. Prin de Royale—caramel burned to exactly 127 degrees—coffee ground fresh from beans, then soup, bread..." The list spanned three pages. A high-end full course from her previous life, combined with this world's ingredients and Elena's cooling magic—a mid-tier spell that converted her internal magical power into temperature control, adjustable in 0.5-degree increments—all brought together in a prep she'd never served to anyone be