With Trodai’s agreement, Caerllion had guided the Pureblood toward the spaceport where he had landed his ship. The place wasn’t big, but was the best that the Annfyn could find on this entire planet. Rattatak was a piece of trash, being no surprise that they could barely fulfill their trade agreement with Annwfyn.
Once inside the ship, Caerllion removed his helmet and would leave Trodai at the tv room. Located there was the sofa where some time ago Azar had sat as if he owned the entire place. Well, for the Annfyn, he would always own the place like a king. “Are you allergic to seafood?” he asked the Pureblood, while walking toward the kitchen. “I’ll make some shrimp linguine if you aren't.”
Some would question why Caerllion was going to make a relatively fancy diner if he didn’t want to impress Azar. The fact was that the Annfyn would always eat fancy food when he cooked for himself. However, if he had to make food only for Trodai, a soup with some meat and vegetables would be enough for him.
In the case of Trodai being allergic to seafood, the soup would be what he would receive.
At the kitchen, the Annfyn cooked the noodles in a pot of hot chicken broth, to give it more flavor. Then he sauteéd the shrimp with garlic, sage butter and white wine, deglazing the pan with the wine so all the flavor would be focused on the shrimp.
Once the noodles were done, he went to the plating. First went the noodles with some herbs, then the shrimps followed. He added whipping cream over it with parmesan. To finish, Caerllion spread lemon juice, salt and pepper. Satisfied with the result, the Annfyn set the table for them to eat.
When Trodai was seated in front of him, Caerllion decided that it was a good time for a conversation. “So, you never told me what happened to you when you got that horrible appearance some months ago.” now the Pureblood seemed to be back to the appearance that he used to have when he was his apprentice. “What happened?”
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Once inside the ship, Caerllion removed his helmet and would leave Trodai at the tv room. Located there was the sofa where some time ago Azar had sat as if he owned the entire place. Well, for the Annfyn, he would always own the place like a king. “Are you allergic to seafood?” he asked the Pureblood, while walking toward the kitchen. “I’ll make some shrimp linguine if you aren't.”
Some would question why Caerllion was going to make a relatively fancy diner if he didn’t want to impress Azar. The fact was that the Annfyn would always eat fancy food when he cooked for himself. However, if he had to make food only for Trodai, a soup with some meat and vegetables would be enough for him.
In the case of Trodai being allergic to seafood, the soup would be what he would receive.
At the kitchen, the Annfyn cooked the noodles in a pot of hot chicken broth, to give it more flavor. Then he sauteéd the shrimp with garlic, sage butter and white wine, deglazing the pan with the wine so all the flavor would be focused on the shrimp.
Once the noodles were done, he went to the plating. First went the noodles with some herbs, then the shrimps followed. He added whipping cream over it with parmesan. To finish, Caerllion spread lemon juice, salt and pepper. Satisfied with the result, the Annfyn set the table for them to eat.
When Trodai was seated in front of him, Caerllion decided that it was a good time for a conversation. “So, you never told me what happened to you when you got that horrible appearance some months ago.” now the Pureblood seemed to be back to the appearance that he used to have when he was his apprentice. “What happened?”
@Akheron