After a few minutes of waiting, the old lady arrived, holding a tray of two nutshells. She put it in front of Conrad and Amberlene. There was straw on each nutshell. The aroma smells like cacao.
"Enjoyed our special coffee first, dear," she said and headed back towards the kitchen to prepare their meals.
"What do you think of the smell, young master?" Conrad asked Amberlene. Her eyes were closed that time, trying to understand the aroma of Cacao she was familiar with. And when she opened her eyes, she saw Conrad blowing his nutshell, and started sipping the coffee.
"Wow. This is good." The satisfied Conrad look at Amberlene, whose eyes were a bit excited to try her nutshell. "Go ahead, and try it, young master. It's not poisoned."
The last word he mentioned irritated her, more like em
