Rhiannon
Vesper’s shadows pulled the coconut free of the flames, and when it was cool enough to eat, he demonstrated taking a flake and popping it into his mouth. Curious, Rhiannon leaned in, copying his movements. The coconut was still warm, and when she took a bite, she was immediately taken by the warm, nutty flavor. ”That’s really good,” she said, savoring the taste. ”I bet you could use it for all kinds of things.” She wasn’t much of a cook or a baker, but even she could tell that this was the kind of thing that could be worked into myriad other recipes.
Vesper was cool and collected, and the conversation shifted easily into a discussion about Torchline. ”The better weather and the views would be enough for me,” she admitted, cutting her eyes at the young man beside her. ”But I have to admit, the atmosphere… people are so much more relaxed here.”
Vesper was cool and collected, and the conversation shifted easily into a discussion about Torchline. ”The better weather and the views would be enough for me,” she admitted, cutting her eyes at the young man beside her. ”But I have to admit, the atmosphere… people are so much more relaxed here.”
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