Overwhelmed by Emotions

I was quite confident before in my cooking abilities but now that the time came for me to serve him food, I was so nervous that my hands shook. Endless worries filled my mind, and I doubted if the food I had made would be good enough for him or if it would suit his tastes. After placing the food in front of him, I took a few steps back and stood to the side.

“What are you doing? Sit down and eat with me,” the man said invitingly.

I hesitated for a brief moment before taking the seat opposite him from the table. He must have thought that my reaction was strange because even I didn’t know why I acted like that. Since he’s not one of the masters that I was supposed to serve, I had no idea why I was starting to treat him as if he was one.

He lifted a spoonful of the soup that I made up to his lips as I stared at him from across the table. My stomach felt like it was tied up in a tight knot as I waited for him to appraise the food that I made.

“It tastes wonderful,” he said before he s