Invitation to the Viscount's birthday arrives...
Necessity was always the mother of invention.
As simple as a bucket would not be invented if it was a world where water could float in the air.
Such was the way of human beings.
Nothing was created unless it was really needed.
As the people came around to lift the lid of the pan, many of them were expecting to see the water dried up and nothing else.
However, to their surprise, the lid was opened and a white crystalline substance remained behind.
Eros used his fingers against the white substance that remained behind and scrapped some out.
Then he brought some of it to Dan and then to Victoria, "Taste it!"
Both of them looked at each other for a bit.
They took the white crystalline substance Eros had given them, and then after a while of contemplation, they tasted it.
Victoria was the first person to act in her shook.
"Impossible! It tastes just like SALT!"