☀️ Arselia and Akonia

Having received instructions and ingredients from Alaria, Guion 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 arms were starting to ache a little. "A great substitute for training, and it works out the muscles, and I spent my time usefully," Guion noted.
Shaping the dough also turned out to be more difficult than he thought, but somewhere around the third or fourth batch, the pieces of dough with the filling inside began to resemble pies, and by the end of the first baking sheet, he wasn't even ashamed to look at the result of his work. When the enticing smell 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 the others...

Having made sure that Guion knew his stuff and approached the task thoroughly and with due responsibility, Alaria smiled contentedly. It's nice to have a diligent protégé on hand. If "Carnelian" were ever disbanded, and she decided to start a culinary business, she could offer him a job. If. There was a good chance that in such a scenario, they would all be offered some kind of government service, possibly in different positions. Or that she would simply set off on a journey to see the sights of Anuzish. Or devote herself to teaching others martial arts. It was too early to speculate, but the fact remained that the young man had potential and talent.

While working on the filling, the Tanarian couldn't help but wonder what the others thought about spicy food. She herself might not refuse an extra portion of pepper in the new pies. Erefir would definitely approve of this, but she wasn't so sure about the others. Of course, she could prepare two versions of the filling at once, for those who like spicy food and those with a more delicate palate, but that would add a lot of work to an already laborious undertaking. And she could easily get them mixed up in the rush. It wasn't worth taking the risk unnecessarily. So, she would have to hold off on the spicy filling. In any case, they should try the "classic" version first.

Just in case, she baked extra pies. In case she decided to visit Tai today and bring the food she had promised. Or if her comrades wanted to treat someone else, such as Bronislava or Kalina. And she shouldn't underestimate the potential voracity of the Carnelians. What if one of them was craving simple, home-cooked food?
— Well, — wiping the sweat from her brow, the warrior exhaled, — I think I can call the others. If they are free, of course.