"The dinner was delicious," Rosalind said with a smile on her face. "Thank you."
"It is the first of the many," he said. "You should try the dessert," he gestured at the bowl in front of her.
"Not pudding?" she smiled.
"No. It's different."
Rosalind pursed her lips. Then she used a golden spoon to eat the cold dessert in the small white bowl.
"This is—" Its texture reminded her of the snow. It had a rich milky flavor, but it wasn't too sweet. "What is this?"
"It's ice cream. It came from Wugari."
"Oh…" the Countess and Princess told her that there were no desserts like this in the Wugari. They said that place is full of war and death. She knew they were exaggerating things but she did not know that they were blatantly lying in front of her face.
For some reason, she felt irritated.
