The Bowl Of Souls: Book 01.5 - Hilt's Pride - Plot & Excerpts
He gestured at the meat on the spit. The snake was a golden brown on the edges and the bits of fat in the squirrel meat popped and sizzled as it dripped into the fire. “Time to eat,” Hilt said. Beth was famished and the smell had been making her mouth water for a while. The herbs the elf had rubbed into the meat had a savory aroma. The three of them stood around the spit and pulled pieces of meat off of the spit, careful not to drop any into the fire. The meat was hot and Beth burned her fingers a few times as she tucked it into her mouth, but she didn’t care. The flavor of the herb Yntri had used was different than she had expected, both salty and sweet and slightly bitter. Mixed with the flavor of the meat, it was heavenly. Once they were finished, Beth sucked the grease from her fingers feeling happy, though a bit disappointed that there wasn’t more. As she looked into the eyes of her companions, though, her mood faded. The two men were curious, waiting for her to continue her story.
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