"You'll share then." The glint in the maid's eye was sharper than the sunlight knifing through the crack in the curtain. There was only one spoon. Yangchen forced a smile. "Please exercise discretion. I wouldn't want my fellow dignitaries getting the wrong idea." She wrested the tray out of Guaba's hands, turned around, and closed the door with her back. Kavik had collected himself by then. "Smells good," he said. “Did she buy it?” Gossip was universal, but for some reason servants were stuck with the bad reputation for it. “Between the people who saw us in the street and good Mistress Guaba, you have a solid cover.” The more a story embarrassed a powerful person, the truer it appeared. “Come on. Let’s eat.” The maid would have been disappointed to learn nothing scandalous occurred with utensils, and mouths, and the combinations therewith. Yangchen and Kavik simply took turns, passing the bowl to each other between slurps. - Legacy of Yangchen, F.C. Yee
A continuation of this comic for @YangvikWeek 2025, Day 5 - Rumors
