Alaria watched the actions of one of the biggest food lovers in Carneol with keen attention, like a hawk. At least, that's what the rumors and the established image suggested.
"It's good that he doesn't know about the evening surprise yet – one less temptation."
“Everything smells amazing to me,” the Tanar said proudly, placing her hands on her hips, “and tastes amazing too! Thank you for the kind words; I don't often get to cook something like this. I cooked a little for other patients in the hospital,” she says thoughtfully, looking at the Lunesian, “although you might have even tried it. Yesterday, I also prepared portions for the staff. That's how wonderful I am. 😎”
Realizing that he wouldn't get his portion right away, Gion makes a swift cobra-like dash towards the vase of sweets and retreats towards the arena, victoriously biting into his prize.
🏹🎪+⛓️♿=💕