A New Journey

The young woman came back with a dish that Arvian had never tasted before; the scent of it was enough to temporarily take the edge off his fatigue, and the flavors—rich, slightly sweet, but spiced—were strangely comforting.

As he finished his meal, Astrea came up again, holding a stack of posters, and pulled out the chair opposite him, sitting down with a fixed look on her face.She asked boldly, "Could I get to know your name?"

Arvian hesitated for a second before responding. "It's Arvian."

She pulled a smile to her lips and said, "Well, Arvian, my name is Veyra."

'Veyra?' The name felt unfamiliar.

She slid one of the posters in his direction before he could respond."I would like to offer you a position here at my restaurant because one of my employees recently resigned, and you seemed like the ideal candidate," she said nonchalantly.

Completely unprepared, Arvian blinked. "Wait... what?"