Frank the seven foot tall dark haired ice demon starred down his adversary with a frown, he knew the task laid before him would be difficult but not impossible. He quickly took off the grey shirt of prison uniform and wrapped it around his head to keep his dark around of his ice blue eyes as he made way over to the mansions kitchen cupboards. "How'd I get saddled with this job, I don't even like cooking, eating on the other hand..." Frank mused as he rummaged through the cupboard finding barely anything at all save for few boxes of cereal and some snack foods, "Maybe his majesty likes to dine out" Frank reached his massive hand down the cupbo