Chapter 30 The Mythril Trial

• The parchment sat on the counter for three days before any of us touched it.
• It wasn't fear that kept us away. It was the weight of what it represented. A Mythril ranking. The highest honor the Gourmet Guild could bestow. The kind of recognition that turned a forgotten inn into a destination that nobles and heroes would travel weeks to visit. And it was sitting in our dining room, sealed with silver wax, waiting.
• Kaelen was the first to break the silence.