Tricked Out Turning Drastic (Star Keeper Series Book 2) by Bridget Hawley

Author:Bridget Hawley [Hawley, Bridget]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Midnight Born Books
Published: 2024-03-07T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter seventeen

"Would you care for a drink?" Theros asked in Sahven as we entered his side office abutting the grand black and white room housing his massive stone desk.

I was vibing due to our unique ascent into this smaller room. We had skipped the many stairwells and utilized a narrow, vahlen crystal-lit shaft, floating up via mahdra to a private doorway. I looked around the new space. It was bedecked in crimson with several chairs and a blackwood desk. There was a slender, but tall, amber-frosted window to his back.

"No thanks."

"Do you react differently to alcohol?" he asked as if uncaring.

I smirked. Resco and Theros sure liked obtaining their information. I also hadn't forgotten that Theros knew about my unheard-of skill that could increase someone's innate mahdra ability. I'd been thinking about it a lot. Despite his allowance by setting up another session with his healer and me today, I was wondering if he was just biding his time to take advantage of the situation in some way.

However, plying someone with alcohol seemed a bit too low-brow and tacky for him.

"Not really. Kaffet acts as a small stimulant, which could very well be a nocebo reaction—just an anticipated result—whereas alcohol does nothing. I think my, biology"—I used a few English terms since it was easier to just rely on his severe intelligence in interpreting context clues—"is just too active and burns off any sedative-like effects. Adding to that, I've never appreciated taste."

To be fair, I had not downed a crap ton of it to thoroughly test this invulnerability, so there was that factor to consider, as well.

But, being that alcohol here was made similarly to Earth's many versions of it, I never had the opportunity to drink it then and just didn't care for it here, no matter how normal it was to indulge in. When I told Rescoven this, he made a mental notation in his mind's file on my preferences. Just now, Theros gave me an assessing look. I shrugged. It was a meh thing for me. I didn't care about other people's interest in it, just my own.

As it should be with any food or drink for personal consumption. If that made me boring then I'd welcome it with open arms, perhaps make a shrine to it and hope and pray it'd take effect one fine, improbable day.

"I like bread," I said, emphasizing that preference while showing I wasn't entirely indifferent to 'normal' cravings. I read that Savos had a lager-type brew that tasted bready, like old yeast, but I wagered an actual loaf of bread would have still appealed more to me. Speaking of tasty things, I added unthinkingly, "And I wish Haell had chocolate—but I haven't read of any plants to obtain and process similar-like cocoa beans."

On my wrist, Robert perked up and perhaps began skimming my mind.

Theros stilled.

Shivit.

I wish Haell had chocolate? What an odd vrekking thing to say to someone—mentioning a planet as if I had, improbable as it was, experienced others. I'd told Krule about some of my past already.

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