《Transported To Another World With Family》 Chapter 1 || Zest ¡¸Hello, My name is Zest. In this world that is¡­ When I was in my senior year of high school I got summoned to another world¡­ I was immediately asked my name, and in my disarray I could only answer with the activity I was last doing. Zest. Yes, I had been adding lemon zest to the seasoning of the chicken I was making for dinner, and for such a reason it ended up as my name. At a certain point, I no longer cared to correct. Ironically, the lemon and the zester were the only objects that got transported with me to this world other than my clothes that I had on my back. I supposedly have an audience with the King a few days from now, and am to wait in a room in the castle until then. ¡­What do I do now¡­Mom¡­Dad¡­¡¹ ¡¸Hi~ My name is Anna. I was watching TV while sitting on the couch as my husband andIf you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. son were making dinner for the night. Sadly there wasn¡¯t much of interest on, so I ended up watching a cooking show in the end. To my dismay it made me only hungrier and hungrier! But I successfully resisted my urge to snack, despite the aroma of lemon that was pervading the air. I leaned my arm on the upper part of the couch as I turned my body to inquire how long until dinner, but as I did so, a light shined. It was so bright that my vision was blinded. I winced inside, and may have made an ¡°Hnnmmgh¡± sound. But that wasn¡¯t so important, as was after the fact of when I opened my eyes again Noah was gone. My son!¡¹ ¡¸¡­ My name is Henry. I was bonding with my son, Noah, while we made dinner together. Tonight¡¯s dinner was to be baked herb lemon chicken breast with steamed vegetables. My wife has recently banned bread from the house in an effort to lose weight. It is only what must be done that the family as a whole take part as well. For me, I am fine eating solely raw vegetables, so I won¡¯t complain. But Noah has been quite upset over the matter this whole week. Somehow it devolved into our making dinner so no one will complain about it. While I was washing some of the vegetables in the sink, a bright light flashed behind my back; it reflected off of the splash-board. I heard Noah say something, but I can no longer recall what. When I turned around to check and see if he was okay, there was no one behind me. My son¡­¡¹