After giving the gift, Morgan led the fairies away from the forest.
Isabel carefully held the golden apple in both hands, looking and smelling it for a while, then turned to look expectantly at Aiwass. Only after he nodded did she feel at ease and took a gentle bite.
"What does it taste like?"
Aiwass asked curiously.
"...Very sweet."
Isabel replied, then offered the golden apple to Aiwass like a treasure.
Looking at Isabel's sparkling eyes, Aiwass also curiously took a bite of the golden apple.
The texture of the golden apple was more like a peach than an apple. It wasn't crisp, but rather soft... like resilient flesh. It had no core, but left a refreshing sweetness lingering on the palate.
