"What sorcery is this?" Seraphina demanded, her eyes wide with astonishment. The chocolate, a revelation of taste, had left her craving more.
Luna, ever the curious creature, nudged the remaining piece of chocolate. "Can I have some?" she asked, her voice a soft purr.
David chuckled. "Of course," he replied, breaking off a piece. Luna's reaction was swift and decisive. She took a single bite, then promptly spat it out. "Bleh," she declared, her face scrunched in distaste.
David patted her head consolingly. "Looks like you're not a fan of sweets," he said, amusement in his voice.
Seraphina was still reeling from the experience. "Where did you get this?" she asked, her voice filled with wonder.
"He made it from scratch," the waitress interrupted excitedly.
The tavern owner, his eyes fixed on the remaining chocolate, interrupted. "Please, young man, sell me the recipe," he pleaded, his voice laced with desperation.
