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Having received instructions and ingredients from Alaria, Guyon nodded and diligently began kneading the dough. It turned out to be a little more difficult than he had anticipated, but not more difficult than wielding a sword. It took some time to find the right pace and immerse himself in the process, achieving a uniform, smooth mass. By the end of the kneading, his hands were starting to ache a little. "A great substitute for training, and I got a workout in, and spent my time usefully," Guyon noted. Shaping the dough also turned out to be more challenging than he thought, but by the third or fourth batch, the pieces of dough with the filling inside began to resemble pies, and by the end of the first tray, he wasn't even ashamed to look at the result of his work. When the enticing aroma of the finished pies wafted from the oven, he simply nodded in satisfaction. All that remained was to make sure that Beata didn't get to the kitchen before everyone else...