He was big compared to her, but if she stood on her hind legs she would come to his shoulders. He caught him by surprise it would seem, something that she would guess rarely happened to him. For a moment she was too lost in those eyes to do anything. He felt warm again, a nice warmth despite what she thought their first touch felt like.
As she lost herself in the moment he recovered quickly and grabbed her hoof as he hovered up, dangling her limply in the air as he floated above her.
Fluttershy snapped out of her trance, one she was getting into a lot today it so happened. "AND WHAT PRAY-TELL, DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" He spat at her, still in the air.
"I-am looking for the um..." she was caught off by his expression, deadpanned but with a frustrated crinkle in his forehead. "The kitchen" she spurted out.
"is that so, little pony?" He didn't release her, no. Instead, he pulled her up close to him in a swift fashion, their face inches away, making her blush over the closeness. "Perhaps I best show you then."
It came out so sly, like a purr. She stuttered. Before she could blink he was on the floor, still had her hoof in paw and pulling her along down the winding staircase. It took a few more levels, but they did finally come to a landing. Fluttershy released the breath she didn't realise she was holding in. It did end after all. She scolded herself for her silly fear that had led them to this moment.
She was led into a room, with a fireplace glowing, upside down, embers flying to the floor instead of up. Another curious oddity this place had. Watching it get closer to her, she suddenly realised that he was dragging her towards it. She immediately landed on the floor pulling back on his hold. 'HE IS GOING TO THROW ME IN!' She screamed in protest, though it came out as more of a pitchy whimper. 'IM NOT GOING OUT THIS WAY!' She yelled in her head.
In a final tug of defiance and panic she had thrown her and the Draconequus to the floor, they landed with a thud on the hard stone. The Lord grabbed his head in pain. "HAVE YOU GONE MAD?!" He yelled though it didn't sound like much of a question.
"I thought you were going to throw me in!"
"What do you think this is?! Hansel and Gretel?!"
He stared at her, furiously. But then his eyes softened. She looked so beautiful in the fire's light, it danced on her coat and feathers, casting shadows and making her curves glow. Her eyes looked like water on the fire to him, a beautiful combination of nonsense. Then a giggle emanated from the room, and he snapped his eyes down from hers to her lips, the source of it.
She was laughing, laughing at him? THE LORD OF CHAOS?
That wasn't really the case, she was just having a bit of a breakdown, but he didn't know that. Yes, she was laughing but out of the whole mess of the situation. He scowled and turned away from her and teleported out of the room, to who knows where. Leaving her there in her state of hysterics.
Fluttershy couldn't believe this mess of a day, she was a mess, her dress in shambles, throwing up on him, running head first into him on the stairway, and now she had knocked him down entirely with force after making a terrible assumption.
Calming down after a few minutes like that she looked around and noticed the cabinets in the room, spices on racks and hay, wheat and potatoes in sacks by the dozen. It was a kitchen.
Facehoofing herself, she made her way to the cupboards, taking out a loaf of bread and cutting it herself with care. A pot was already under the upside down fire, she wondered how she could possibly cook like that. Glancing over it she could see the pot was already full and bubbling. 'I wonder if he made that?'
Something caught the eye beside her, on the wall hanging by the fire was a note. Grasping it she opened and began to read it.
Breakfast at eight, Lunch at one, Dinner at seven, Leave the meal laid in the library, five minutes before, and you need not see him, no need to say who cause DUHHH! hahaha! Remember to be brave, and try to have a super duper fun time while cooking! cupcake recipes are there for you.
P.P
'Was this left by the last mare?' Fluttershy thought. 'Doesn't sound like Sunset Shimmer though.'
She inspected it closer. "P.P" she whispered. 'Did they mean to write P.S, and simply forgot the rest?' Curious. She hugged the letter, thanking Celestia she had some sense of guidance now, she also silently thanked whoever the mysterious letter was from. Making a note to try those cupcake recipes at a later date.
Smelling the stew from the pot a small sigh escaped the lips. It smelled good. She got a tray ready, a bowl, a spoon, and then started lathering the bread with butter that she had cut. Smelling the spices again it reminded her of Hearths Warming. She had always helped her mother cook for the family feast. It was a small feast, but beautiful nonetheless.
Fluttershy was disgruntled, never in her life would she have expected to be chosen, if she had figured she would have attempted to master cooking like the other mares had. Like Starlight, Tree Hugger and...
Not wanting to finish the thought she finally decided upon making a baked apple, like they would make on festive occasions in the village. It was one of the first things she had mastered.
Putting the apple on a tray, she layered it with all the best spices, buts careful so as to not overpower the flavour, and slid it in-between the pit of the fireplace just above the pot. Growing peckish while waiting she tore some of the leftover bread of and ate it herself.
One it was ready and the whole assemblage was ready she couldn't help but feel proud of herself. It looked great, it smelled great, and now she only hoped it would taste great too.
With a deep breath, picked up the tray, balancing it on her wing and headed out the oversized door in search of the library to bring him his dinner.