"Ugh, Ute," Beatrice complained upon realizing what she had to do today. Initially, she just wanted to sit in one of the dining chairs, enjoying her late breakfast. Or a glass of milk that she usually prepared herself. Ute had taken over the kitchen and was exceptionally skilled at creating delicious and mouthwatering dishes. "Do I have to do all of this?"

Ute laughed. "Instead of listening to you constantly ranting about Bella, it's better to use your energy for work, Lav. It's more ...