Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

When the freshly-cooked ravioli was served, the aroma wafted through the air.

"Thank you for letting me go first, Mr. Prince. Next time you come to my shop for coffee beans, I'll be sure to give you a discount," Ava said with a smile.

Caspian regarded her with curiosity. "How much of a discount?"

Ava blinked playfully, her eyes sparkling. "How much of a discount would you like, Mr. Prince?"

With her sweet appearance and a hint of innocent charm, she resembled a beautiful flower in full bloom. Even the most steadfast gentleman might feel his heart flutter at such a sight. However, Caspian seemed oblivious to her beauty and was instead focused on the matter at hand. "You should give me the same as whatever you give Lord Snyder," he said.

Ava giggled, her eyes twinkling. "That won't do! Since you were kind enough to let me have the ravioli first, I must repay you properly. How about this-if you come in person and buy a pound, I'll throw in half a pound for free?" "It's a deal," Caspian replied excitedly.

"You got it!"

Ava smiled at him in a calm and composed demeanor, exuding a quiet beauty that was both refreshing and captivating. But Caspian shifted his gaze away from her and landed on Harold, who was moving at a painfully slow pace. After a moment, Caspian turned back to Ava and asked, "Didn't you say you were hungry? Why aren't you eating?"

Ava tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear, revealing a pair of ruby-red earrings that accentuated her shimmering gaze. "Seeing you made me so happy that I momentarily forgot I was hungry."

Caspian chuckled softly but inwardly thought, 'If you weren't hungry, you should have said so earlier. Now, I've wasted all this time by letting you go first!'

a delicate bite. The small ravioli were tender and flavorful, but she seemed

thin-skinned and filled with fresh ingredients. They were small enough that Luna could easily eat two in one

would have been eager to gulp down three

she had claimed, yet had insisted on going first. Caspian couldn't help but feel her character was a bit questionable. Even if her coffee beans were discounted in the future, he

it turned out to be old and moldy coffee grounds that had just been unsold for a long time, he would be

she had made a point to come by recently to establish a rapport with Harold. As soon as she arrived tonight, Harold had

Prince," Harold called

and handed over

hand. "That's too much!

chuckled. "It's not too much. It's

and thanked him profusely. "Thank

now. I'll come

took the ravioli. Then, he politely addressed Celeste as well, "Ms. Weaver,

on her lips. The steam rising from the ravioli in front of her lent her already enchanting features an

Mr. Prince. Don't forget

Caspian replied politely as he

on Celeste's face vanished. She set down her cutlery and coldly said, "Ella, settle the

her bowl and noted she had hardly touched