...To them, I'm just a human in an elven body. I know nothing of their culture and my dad doesn't want to teach me either." Aurora scowled and yelped when Erika smacked her forehead.
"Stop bashing yourself at every turn and tell me what you brought."
Pouting, Aurora stood up and opened the basket. An aromatic scent gushed into their nostrils but Aurora saw a goatskin.
She untied it before looking at it. "Matriarch, please look after her for a while. She can be quite troublesome so I prepared this dish as compensation."
Erika covered her mouth as she chuckled due to Aurora's expression. She was the one who read it aloud and also fumed.
"After everything I've done for him, he calls me troublesome!"
Shaking her head, Erika went back to her seat and placed both arms on the table. "Aurora, your dad is trying to protect you both from the evil of society and the criticism you might receive on Elven soil."
