After the cocktails, it was time for the pastries.
The pastries were pretty and delicious — granted, they were not as delicious as what Rain was used to, having been pampered by her brother's pancakes and waffles. His repertoire was somewhat limited, though…
Enjoying a beautifully glazed eclair, Rain couldn't help but smile in delight.
'Should I introduce him to custard?'
Everything about this morning was wonderful. Their pretty clothes, the sophisticated interior of the cafe, the glistening vista of the Mirror Lake, the lavishly served cocktails, the delicate and delicious pastries…
'Ah, that is what I've been missing!'
Her later teenage years had been spent in Ravenheart, hunting down Nightmare Creatures. The city had been in the process of being built from the ground up back then, as well, populated mostly by displaced refugees. There had been a lot of work to be done, but not a lot of refined culture.
