Erend looked down at the steaming drink in his hands before glancing at Askar. "What is in this?" he asked.
"Chocolate," Askar answered casually. "I grew it in my garden."
Erend stared at him for a moment. "Chocolate... from your garden?"
Eccar, Aesa, and Sylven also looked at Askar with disbelief. None of them seemed to understand how something as ordinary as chocolate could produce such a noticeable effect.
They had all experienced enough powerful Magic to recognize when something supernatural affected their bodies, yet the drink did not feel like a potion or a magical substance. It simply tasted like warm chocolate.
Eccar took another sip and slowly lowered the cup.
"I don't understand," he said. "How can chocolate do this?"
Askar shrugged. "It's my chocolate."
"That explanation makes absolutely no sense."
Askar gave him a blank look. "You asked what it was. I answered."
