The Kindred Warrior's Captive Bride: A Kindred Tales PLUS Length Novel by Evangeline Anderson

Author:Evangeline Anderson [Anderson, Evangeline]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Evangeline Anderson Books
Published: 2020-05-29T18:30:00+00:00

Twenty-Six

“You’re very quiet this evening, my Lord. Is everything all right?” Lan’ara looked up at the big Kindred anxiously as they stood together by the counter.

She had been cooking and baking all day, making sweets for everyone. The small cakes had been finished an hour before noon and then she had tackled the Chieva brittle for Laxah. In the middle of that, Krax and Kreeva had stopped by and dropped off the recipe for jim-jams.

Lan’ara had even made a dessert for Captain Glo’ll. She had found the Cytovian’s private soil garden in one corner of the food prep area—a hidden, slide out drawer which had popped out at her when she accidentally bumped it with her hip. Inside the broad, deep drawer in a refrigerated and humidified environment were seventeen or eighteen different kinds of dirt of varying colors and textures.

She had chosen a dark, rich-smelling loam and mixed a little sweet-sap with it before using a fancy little ramekin she found in the dish cupboard to mold it into a fist-sized cake. This she had covered in cling-film and stored carefully in the cold unit beside the jim-jams.

Just as she had finished this, Need had finally walked into the food prep area, only about an hour and a half before Last Meal.

Now they were working together to prepare the evening repast, but the big Kindred was silent and brooding. He had barely said two words to Lan’ara the whole time, except to explain how to make the peebla bread while he made the Yerba stew.

“Fine. I’m fine,” he growled, giving one of the tung-tung roots an especially vicious chop with his knife. “Got no problems here, girl. Except for the fact that the whole crew is going to complain about the food when we serve it tonight,” he added, frowning.

“Why should they?” Lan’ara asked. “It all looks delicious!”

“Oh, it will be,” he assured her. “But like Laxah says, it’s what I always make. They’re pretty fucking sick of it by now, but I don’t have the time or inclination to learn anther damn recipe.”

Lan’ara had a sudden idea.

“My Lord,” she said carefully. “What if I made a few small variations on the recipe?”

He scowled at her.

“What do you mean?”

“Well…I could add some fresh herbs to the bread,” she suggested. “Maybe some different spices to the stew or a different vegetable or two. Just something to change things up a bit.”

He narrowed his bronze eyes and looked at her.

“You can do that?”

“Why not?” Lan’ara shrugged. “My mother used to say, any good recipe is just a stepping off point. The trick is to take it and make it your own.”

“Your mother, eh?” He raised an eyebrow at her. “So you weren’t born and bred at that damn academy you told me about?”

“Oh no, my Lord. I lived with my mother and my four little brothers until I was fourteen,” Lan’ara told him.

“Ah, that’s right.” He nodded. “I’d forgotten, Gods damn me. You did say something about having a mother and brothers.

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