310. A Familiar Voice

Tyler sat comfortably in Catherine's house, his fingers idly tracing the wooden surface of the table. It had been a strange couple of days, and Catherine, to his relief, hadn't pressed him for details about what had happened at the Village Chief's house.

A day had passed, and today, something much more important occupied his mind—the jar of Silver Honey he had obtained from the Silver Honey Bees.

With a sense of anticipation, he carefully pried open the jar. The thick, silver-colored honey gleamed under the light, its consistency smooth and rich. A sweet, intoxicating aroma wafted into the air, immediately making his mouth water.

Catherine, who was sitting beside him, had her own wooden spoon ready. She had been just as curious about the honey as he was.

Tyler dipped his spoon into the shimmering substance, scooping out a small amount. Catherine did the same.

They exchanged a brief glance before placing the honey into their mouths.