"All right, everyone, let's not make things difficult for this little girl any longer. Being suddenly watched by so many people must have frightened her... Oh, look what she brought for the banquet. Sweet-and-tart berry pies? This is a very ancient traditional Elven delicacy, with delicious jam tucked inside the pastry. I remember that when I was a little boy, I loved this kind of sweet treat."
Watching Lotali's flushed face and dizzy expression, as though her eyes were about to start spinning, the understanding Pious One finally removed his hand from her soft hair. Then, his gaze settled on the inconspicuous basket the little girl carried.
It had to be said that the Whistlewind family truly deserved its reputation as a premier culinary family, and Lotali's older brothers and sisters had indeed once been renowned chefs. The berry pies the noble girl had brought to the banquet were exquisite, first-rate delicacies. As Aikar gently lifted the cotton cloth covering the basket to keep it warm, an intensely rich fragrance swiftly filled this corner of the hall.
Perfectly prepared food was unquestionably an art. Compared with those overly ornate courtly dishes, common snacks such as berry pies perhaps possessed a more natural, rustic artistic charm. Especially for Legendary professionals who usually dined on lavish meats and rare delicacies, ordinary food might be more likely to pique their interest.
After all, who had not wanted sweets as a child? Even Legends must have gone through an innocent childhood spent craving sweet treats, right?
Thus, under Aikar's "reminder," the other three Legendary guests naturally became interested in the four pies in the basket. For example, the kind Lord Northgucha bent down like a gentleman and softly said to Lotali:
"Don't mind what that tigress Dali said. That sharp-tongued but soft-hearted woman was