Chapter 148
We continued the meet and greet as if nothing had happened, while the Sacred Thunder Sect had a few choice words with the would be assassin. By the time we finished they’d already brought in his employer and everyone related to them.
I’d actually been joking about the Death by a Thousand Cuts practice to scare the assassin, but the Sect took it literally, and the culprits were suitably repentant before I even met them. That’s fine though, I’m a busy Lycan, I’ve got things to do, banquets to host and such.
The first evenings banquet is a smash hit. Mystic cooking is an entirely new concept to almost all the assembled guest list, even most of the gathered Royalty. Nobody seems quite sure how to address me, wanting to thank the chef, but not wanting to annoy a supposed royal. It’s really quite amusing.
The status of the Sacred Thunder Sect is rising by the second, everyone giving their Elders envious glances at being the choice to host such splendor twice in a month. Sect Master Qin is loving it, and taking full advantage to help grow his alliance.
There will certainly be trouble later about the Noble family they disappeared, since it’s a family from Drakon, but I’m fairly sure I can silence all complaints and future mention of their name by threatening their allies. Having your alliance outed as traitors to the High Priestess the majority of the country waited so long for is a very effective threat.
"This duck, is it something mere mortals can make?" A dutchess from one of the nearby countries asks, intrigued, a small plate full of nothing else.
"There is a version any competent cook can make with a few spices and some salt and oil" I smile. "Should we hold a little cooking seminar and tea party tomorrow Dutchess?"
"Oh yes, please. I do love spending time in the kitchens." The indulgent look in her husband’s face tells me it’s the truth. By midnight we’ve arranged a dozen cooking minded noble ladies, mostly unwed maidens, to gather for a tea party and cooking practice, our practice dishes, should they be successful, to be served labeled at the lunch service. The young ladies being under the impression that such a tactic is the True way to a suitable gentleman’s heart.
The way they’ve been looking at the dinner banquet, the girls might be on to something. Every woman should find herself a man who looks at her the way they are looking at that food.