[center][h3][color=bc8dbf]Flan du Rosemary vuu Succulence Ral Thyme Sauerkraut[/color][/h3][/center]
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The moments she waited for Master Rodias to take his first bite were some of the longest she had ever felt in her life, her skills were being put to the ultimate test, kind of.  Anticipation and dread welled up in her jelly as she pulled a bit tightly on her hair tendril with her twirled finger.  All her [i]eyes[/i] watched as the Sable Lord took the first bite.

The first knife cut, the first plucked meat cube, the first bite.  As soon as his lips descended on the succulent morsel his cape suddenly flared up as if a flock of bats had been disturbed and his head became downcast.  Flan started to panic and her entire body stiffened in response.  Had she messed up with the balance of spices?  Had that bit of lime been a bit too much?  Maybe her cooking time had been off and part of the meat had been under or over cooked?  There were so many little things that could reduce the quality of a cut of meat and she tried desperately to think of what little thing had ruined her creation.

Before she could descend any further into self-inflicted horror, Rodias started to absolutely devour the meat dish.  Her mind already set on a rather destructive path she was absolutely agast when he went into turbo mode.  Did he hate it so much that he had to completely speed through his meal to avoid tasting the mutton?  Flan's hands flew up to her cheeks in fear and all she could do was stare in shock as her master daintily wiped off whatever remained of her creation from his handsome features, a look of pure grace and elegance despite having just devoured her terrible food.

Flan gulped as Master Rodias rose to look her straight in the eyes, Flan wanted to collapse into a puddle and slink away but there was no way she could be rude to her master.  Still what could she had done that could have possibly messed up her dish?  Frankly there was absolutely nothing that should have messed it up.  If she found out that Master Rodias didn't appreciate her hard work because of something outside of her control...frankly she wasn't sure she would be able to forgive him.  Before her thoughts could turn more dark however, Master Rodias next words put everything in the Universe in their correct places.

[color=f7941d]"Flan, that was...wonderful.  No...I should be honest. That may be the single best thing I've ever eaten in my life.  And, thank you for indulging me."[/color]  Instantly all the dark thoughts swirling in Flan's mind were washed away in Master Rodia's astounding praise.  Flan quickly latched onto the praise and started to squirm around in embarrassment, her cheeks flushed a darker color in as she drank in his praise.

[color=a187be]"Oh please Master Rodias it was no trouble, no trouble at all.  It is my utmost pleasure to indulge your every whim, please don't hesitate to call upon my services at any time, anywhere! Fufufu."[/color]  Flan's eyes closed in happiness as she started to giggle a little, though her other [i]eyes[/i] sparkled in gratitude.  Flan had to turn around for a moment to gain control over herself before turning back to the Sable Master and tried to look as prim and proper as she could but still had a bit of a grin on her face.

While she was over the moon she was also able to remember something most urgent that she needed to discuss with the Sable Master.  She interlaced her fingers together and looked down a bit so she wasn't looking up at his face, though her eyes glanced up at his from time to time, like an innocent young girl asking for a favor in a bashful way.  [color=a187be]"Master Rodias, while I will do my utmost to provide my best service for you and the Chateau, umm there is something very important I want to ask.  I know it is probably not a top priority for you right now considering our situation but..."[/color]

As Flan trailed off she started to fidget a bit and her hair started to curl around in strange patterns as she tried to think of how best to ask the Sable Lord of her predicament.  She started to play around with her maid outfit's apron and her eyes started to dart around a bit as if unsure of what to do.

[color=a187be]"While I am sure we will be fine food wise after we've explored a bit...I'm really worried about our spice supplies.  I'm sure I can stretch it out for a bit if I start to shirk on spices but if we don't find some new supplies soon the quality of our dishes is sure to plummet.  I want to be able to provide everyone with quality meals so we can keep up morale while we find ourselves in this strange land!"[/color]  Flan was sure to bring up the point of morale, but of course the real reason she wanted a new spice supply was so she could keep the compliments flowing her direction, which was something she absolutely craved.  She was afraid if she was forced to scimp on seasoning that the Chateau wouldn't appreciate her as much and her stock in the guild would plummet, this was something she absolutely needed to avoid.

[color=a187be]"Well, please just keep that in mind, I wish to be able to serve you to my utmost abilities at all times!  In the meantime please don't hesitate to call upon my services any time you have a craving!"[/color]  Flan clasped her hands together and looked up with her pure, yellow eyes as large and shiny as two full moons.

[color=a187be]"Is there anything else I can do for you Master Rodias?"[/color]