บท 379: Fickle Pie

"Gentlemen, here is the Fickle Pie you ordered," a cheerful young lady with wavy brown hair and matching eyes approached the table with a large tray in her hand.

"Oh?" Adam's eyes lit up. "Fickle Pie? Is this famous around these parts?"

"Yes, my lord!" The hostess replied jovially.

She placed a plate of pie in front of Daneli, secretly glancing at him and slightly blushing.

Then, she placed another plate in front of Adam before explaining, "Fickle Pie is the pride of Ravenfell. You will never taste a pie so delicious in all these lands."

Adam couldn't help but be intrigued by the pie's introduction. He saw that it was a baked dish made with wheat dough. "This better be good," he said jokingly.

The smell wafting from it made him instantly drool. He had high expectations for this dish.

"Fickle Pie is indeed very good." Daneli nodded from the other side of the table.