Tessa was already panicking, and it was only the first day. She knew Elias, with his pride, would never ask for a wish. Still, she thought it was worth taking a chance.
A table stood before them, neatly arranged with various containers filled with tea plants and cups.
"Pour the first," the middle-aged woman instructed the maid beside her, who obeyed without hesitation.
Elias remained completely composed throughout, while Tessa wore a tense expression, wondering how she would guess any of the teas. She had disliked tea since childhood, finding it bland and uninteresting, unlike her beloved ice cream.
As a child, she would cry until her father appeased her with ice cream. She missed him terribly, as he was the only one who truly cared about her. Since he fell into a comatose state, she hadn't touched ice cream, afraid of the memories it would stir.
"Alpha King, Consort Tessa. Please drink your tea and guess the flavor."
