Shoutout to Harjas_Sidhu for beta-reading and providing extensive feedback for this chapter!
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Rianna ate silently while tuning out the heated discussion Shay-Hade was having with Matron Reva concerning the minor difference in the taste of the dish.
"It isn't the same dish as the one you're describing!" Matron Reva defended. "Why must I adhere to the same ratios?"
Shay-Hade scoffed loudly and said, "It tastes like Bihr-Yahnn, smells like a Bihr-Yahnn, and looks like a Bihr-Yahnn. It's a Bihr-Yahnn!"
The woman snapped her finger and let out a victorious, "Ah-ha! If it tastes, smells and looks like it, then why do I need to change the spice ratios?"
"Because-" Shay-Hade started, but struggled to come up with a response, "Because... That's not the right way to make it"
"That's just one man's opinion," Matron Reva responded while waving her hands away. "Besides, I'm not trying to replicate Bir- Beehr-"
