Head Maid Gloria particularly wanted to bawl at the realization that they were being given a chance to form something unique for this household. But more importantly, their Young Lord really considered them as family.
Eyes shimmered. Chests swelled. Hearts clenched. It felt less like they were about to eat dinner and more like a treasure hunt.
Given all that in mind, how could they ignore the call to come up with new family traditions?!
Therefore, when Luca started explaining, the people around him looked like they were listening to prepare for an exam.
At first, the pots looked the same. Clear broths simmered quietly, steam rising in gentle waves. Everyone leaned in, murmuring that perhaps they had misheard Luca about the variety.
Then, with a calmness that belied the flutter of his ears, Luca lifted a small square block wrapped neatly in paper. "This is a spice block that was prepared earlier," he explained softly. He dropped it into the left pot.
