"This is really good, Prime Syvar," I said as I took a bite of the steak.
"I have eaten quite a water buffalo steaks, but this one is one of the best; not everyone could manage to retain and mold water energies, while cooking it at such high heat," I added and took another bite.
"Thank you for the praise, Prime Arys," she replied. She tried to be graceful, but I could tell the praise had made her happy.
People like praise, especially for the things they are passionate about.
"Grandma has excellent control over the energies; a very few among the Primes could compare to her," said Dynvar. "You are embarrassing your Grandma, Dynvar," replied the old woman, shaking her head.
It was a sumptuous meal she had cooked, and I brought out the wine.
It is not the law type or nectar, but it is still a very good wine, crafted from rare materials I had found in the realm. It had aged well in my core and provided detoxifying effects.
