After leaving the hot spring, both Brandon and Scylla had dried off and changed into more appropriate clothing.
They were now sitting on a large couch in Scylla's spacious living room.
Scylla lounged casually with one arm draped over the back of the couch, her legs spread comfortably.
They were chatting when two maids entered the room carrying trays of food.
The maids bowed politely, clearly used to Scylla's informal lifestyle, and placed the dishes on the low table in front of them.
There was grilled meat seasoned with strong spices, fresh bread, roasted vegetables, and a jug of chilled wine. The aroma was rich and inviting.
"Thank you," Scylla said with a nod. The maids bowed again and quietly left the room, closing the door behind them.
Scylla immediately reached forward, grabbed a large piece of grilled meat and took a big bite.
