Some time later, the atmosphere inside had become noticeably lighter.
The once-tense rivalry between Sorin and Karnessa had quietly transformed into subtle competition.
Both women had watched Alix sample their dishes.
To Sorin's delight, he praised the cake's soft texture and balanced sweetness.
It wasn't overly sweet nor bland. Although there was still room for improvement, it was surprisingly well-made for someone who had only recently begun learning to bake.
Sorin's smile grew brighter with every compliment.
Meanwhile, Alix also tasted Karnessa's stew.
Despite the unfortunate fate of the bread, the stew itself was unexpectedly flavorful.
The meat was tender.
The broth was rich.
The vegetables had absorbed the essence of the slow-cooked stock perfectly.
Alix looked at Karnessa with mild surprise.
"The stew is excellent."
Karnessa blinked.
"...Really?"
Alix nodded.
"It is."
"The bread, however..."
He glanced toward the blackened loaf.
