Chapter 115

Selah

After leaving the study, I caught the enticing aroma drifting from the kitchen. I found Maeve working on some pastries, so I offered to help.

I carefully pinched the edges of the pastry dough, forming delicate flower patterns around the rim. Beside me, Maeve nodded approvingly as she mixed a bowl of filling.

"These look beautiful, Selah," Maeve said, gesturing to the row of perfectly formed