The fire crackled, its warm glow flickering against the cavern walls. The scent of rich, seasoned meat, fragrant herbs, and perfectly steamed rice filled the air, blending into something warm and comforting.
Aeliana had worked effortlessly, moving between the different dishes, adjusting flames, stirring pots, tasting seasonings—as if she had been doing this forever.
Lucavion had watched the entire thing unfold, seated comfortably with his arms crossed, only helping when necessary.
And now—
Now, they sat side by side, their plates piled high with food.
The meal was impressive—even Lucavion had to admit.
Aeliana had made a massive portion of fluffy, fragrant rice, roasted Stormfang Beast legs, crispy Firecrest Bird wings and thighs, and a hearty, herb-infused stew filled with vegetables and slow-cooked meat.
It was a feast.
Lucavion took a bite of the Stormfang leg, chewing thoughtfully before finally speaking.
