"Well, I can teach you, if you don’t mind." Elina offered Ripha a clean apron.
"I hoped you would say that." Menadion replied while putting the apron on. "I’m in desperate need of cooking lessons. I want to learn how to prepare all of Epphy’s favorite foods and be for her the mother I never was, even before Threin died."
"That’s a wonderful idea, Ripha. I’m sure
Solus
…" Elina put emphasis on the word to correct Menadion without spreading salt on her wounds. "Will love it. I’m more than happy to help you."
"Thanks, Elina." Ripha said and she was sincere.
Getting used to her daughter’s new name wasn’t easy and it was the first time someone cut her some slack.
"Breakfast is the simplest meal of the day to prepare so it’s good practice for a beginner." Elina said. "Raaz needs energy and Kami needs to eat for two so we’ll make a few eggs and sausages.
"The kids usually prefer milk and biscuits but those we bought yesterday. Lith and Tista eat everything and a lot of it. Solus is going to charge at the jam bread so make sure there’s only so much at her arm’s reach."
"When in doubt, prepare a number of portions of everything equal to half the number of guests. This way, if someone wants a serving or just a bite there’s no need to cook again. What’s left we can pack and give it to the farmhands. They eat like hungry locusts."
"Got it." Menadion nodded, taking a large pan and melting a knob of butter before adding the eggs. "I just need to wait for the egg white to turn actually white, right?"
"Right. Also, make sure they don’t stick to the pan or taking them out is a mess." Elina instead, took care of the sausages since serving them over or undercooked was an easy beginner mistake.
’I still don’t get how an Awakened can be a bad cook.’
She thought.
’It’s not Body Sculpting, you just have to follow the recipe. Lith learned as a kid and thanks to Fire Vision-’
"What are you doing?" Elina asked, her train of thought derailed.
"I was thinking about a rune Sally used to convert my blueprint of Solus’ Fury to modern magic." Menadion replied. "We could use it for Ragnarök to-"
"I mean with the eggs!" Elina pointed at the smoke coming from the pan. "They are burning!"
"Good gods!" Menadion lowered the flame and raised the pan but it was too late.
The product of her work would have made the pigs in the barn wrinkle their noses in disgust, eating it only out of professional pride.
"This doesn’t make sense. The fire isn’t supposed to be that strong." Elina scraped at the ruined mess of the pan while trying to figure out the problem.
"I might have tampered with the safety measures of the stove." Menadion scratched her head in embarrassment.
"Why would you do that?" Elina was flabbergasted.
"I was bored. It was taking too long to cook the eggs."
"And then you got distracted anyway?" Elina took a deep breath, holding the need to cover her face with a hand in frustration.
"As I said, I was bored. Eggs are just eggs whereas each rune is a small world in itself. You can spend hours thinking about a single rune and not one moment is wasted."
"But all this food is." Elina pointed at the charred eggs. "Ripha, cooking is like magic. You can’t just pour more mana just to speed up things. You need patience and dedication. Lith set the stove like that because if the heat is too strong, everything burns.
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