"So...." The man placed a hand on his chest. "My name is Chef Mastrano, at your service." He gave Lacey a slight bow and smiled. "What can I get for you?"

Lacey shrugged. "I'm so hungry I could eat a horse. What do you have?"

"You're the princess, right?"

She nodded.

Chef Mastrano sighed. "Well, most of the shifters like steak. How's that with a baked potato?"

Lacey’s mouth practically started watering at the thought. "Sounds great. Could you cook it medium, ...