Ripe Lotus
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
When Han Sen returned to the oceanside, Queen was using her sword to skewer and cook fish meat. Although the fire was only fuelled by vines and sticks, it seemed decent enough to last.
Han Sen saw a few other swords propped up beside the fire as well, each packed with meat. The slices of fish were gold, and the oil sizzled on them in a tantalizingly. Han Sen had to ask, "Is this for me?"
"What do you mean, are they for you? I am planning to eat them once they are all done," Queen responded.
"Can I have some?" Han Sen asked politely.
"If you want; suit yourself." Queen did not look at Han Sen once, and continued to stare at the meat in her hand.
Han Sen smiled. He picked up some meat and took a bite. Unfortunately, he should have waited, for his mouth burnt with the heat. Still, this fresh fish tasted divine compared to the raw fish they had been eating previously.