Elvenia stood watching the firewood she set on fire to heat up the kettle, and then a memory found her senses. She could still remember when her Master personally tutored her with books about cooking, how engrossed she was watching her Master perform wonders with food, and how deeply concentrated and patient, as he showed her the steps through everything.
She smiled at the distant memory although it seemed like it was only yesterday, it was pleasant and sweet while it lasted. If only she had not learned everything, if only there was more to learn, an excuse to have her master teaching her again.
"Where is Sophia?" Severus asked the moment he walked into the kitchen.
Elvenia cleared her throat. "Where else? Playing in the garden," she said in her usual stoic tune and the smile of hers seemed to have never happened.
"Ha I see" he sighed, taking a seat.
"Here" she dropped a plate of food for him.
