Sylvana crouched beside her, examining the ripe fruit. "They look excellent, Elder Marta. Have you tried slicing these up with a sprinkle of salt and a drizzle of olive oil? It's simple but delicious."
"Oh, you always know the best ways to enjoy food," Elder Marta replied with a laugh, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes deepening.
A group of children darted past, carrying small baskets filled with freshly picked carrots. One of the boys tripped, spilling his haul. Sylvana moved swiftly, kneeling to help him gather the carrots. "Careful, Timo. Those carrots are too precious to lose."
"Thank you, Lady Sylvana!" Timo said, his cheeks red from embarrassment.
"They're beautiful carrots," she said, inspecting one with an exaggerated seriousness that made the boy giggle. "Roast these with a bit of thyme and they'll taste heavenly."