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!'

Weaver was Celeste's new identity. With graceful movements, she began to eat her ravioli, her delicate lips parting as she took a delicate bite. The small ravioli were

filled with fresh ingredients. They were small enough that Luna could easily eat two in one bite.

have been eager to gulp down

character was a

her sights set on attracting business with that buy one pound, get half a pound free offer, but who knew what kind of goods that half-pound would be? If it turned out to be old and moldy coffee grounds that had just been unsold for a long time, he would be asking for trouble just to try to save a

knew Caspian occasionally came to buy ravioli, so she had made a point to come by recently to

ready, Mr. Prince," Harold

quickly stood and handed over some silver

hand. "That's too much! Let me give you

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

helplessly and thanked him profusely. "Thank you, Mr.

leaving now. I'll come

took the ravioli. Then, he politely addressed Celeste as well, "Ms. Weaver, I'm leaving

lips. The steam rising from the

Mr. Prince. Don't forget to visit

Caspian replied politely as he climbed into

smile on Celeste's face vanished. She set down her

glanced at her bowl and noted she