Roseanne and Skyla busy in the packhouse kitchen, the air filled with the comforting scents of simmering broth, fresh herbs, and the warmth of baked bread. They finished making food for all the guards at the border.
"They spend weeks out there sometimes, away from their families, so sending them a taste of home every once in a while is the least we can do."
"That's... that's such a kind thought. I'd love to help, if that's alright with you?" That was the first thing Roseanne said after hearing Skyla's words.
Skyla's face brightened, nodding eagerly. "Absolutely, Roseanne! I was hoping you'd say that. You have a nice touch in the kitchen, too," she teased, winking.
Skyla pointed to the baskets full of food as she explained "Alright, we've got enough supplies here for all the border warriors."
