Couldn't Live with Death

With a gasp, Keagan nodded. She then looked at the ingredients they had and the time. "…I think I have enough to make some garlic butter rolls. Okay, I'll start. Gephardt, have you ever kneaded dough before? Do you want to try?"

His invisible ears perked up. "Just show me how to do it properly first. I don't want to mess it up because Wren is eating it."

Wren watched the two people work on the rolls. Next to her came a maid to ask in worry: "Madam, we can't incorporate the blood in the food for you if she prepares everything. Should we serve it to you at a later time instead?"

"Let's see what Keagan will say." Wren hummed.