"Miss, please... do me a favor, will you? Our miss of the house is so fond of it. Please think once," the man pleaded, his voice trembling with desperation.
The lady thought hard, her brow furrowed in contemplation, before she finally went inside. When she returned, she brought with her a small box, the size of a ring box.
"I'm doing a favor this time. Please don't come to me again," she said firmly, exchanging the box for five gold coins.
Bowen and Shira, watching from a distance, wondered what was inside the box that warranted such a high price. Their curiosity was soon satisfied when the man opened the box, revealing its contents. The sweet, bitter aroma of chocolate wafted out, immediately catching Bowen's attention. Shira's mouth began to water involuntarily; she had never smelled anything like it in her life and was instantly captivated.
