Their evening meal was delicious, and the atmosphere was pleasant; Raven began to digest the strange cuisine that lacked the meaty goodness he normally loved, 'but it wasn't bad.'
"Let me have some of your dessert Phi~ the orange chocolate cake looks so good." Emily cooed as she slipped past the elf's iron guard and stole a large chunk.
Devastated, her long ears flopped down as she looked at Raven with a sad look, yet her fork was evil and began to sink into his portion and took the piece with the most custard!
"Young lady, if you take that piece of cake, you might not be able to walk tomorrow," Raven spoke with the accent of a fancy butler from a distant empire.
In response, "Then~ how about this young lady offers something wonderful in return." Her tongue pushed out the side of her cheek with a sultry gaze before stealing the cake like an adept thief.
'Oh, my cute Philis has learned new tricks.'