Their food arrived quickly—two steaming bowls of stew, accompanied by crusty bread and roasted vegetables. The rich, savory scent was enough to make their mouths water. Seraphina took a bite, closing her eyes briefly in satisfaction. "This is even better than lunch," she said with a grin.
Raven took a sip of his drink, glancing out the window at the darkening street. "It's good, but it's the company that makes it better."
Seraphina rolled her eyes playfully. "Always the charmer."
As they ate, their conversation drifted from light banter about the town to more mundane topics—how long they planned to stay in Pincla, whether they would explore more of the nearby towns, and what they hoped to do when they returned home. The relaxed atmosphere allowed them to temporarily forget the encounter with Calder earlier in the day, focusing instead on the simple pleasures of being together.
