Chapter 149

I had a comparison suddenly. The meat the cooks prepared here was not the way we liked it. This type of meat we liked to roast over an open fire.

I had never seen my masters cook. It had not been apparent to me they knew how.

“When we used to come to the mountains to look for a lost man,” Master Bane explained, “we often stayed until the man was found. We killed and ate things we could catch instead of returning to the compound.”

Memories flitted into my mind of hunting down supper. I knew where to look and how to kill what I wanted. My warriors were masters of survival in the mountains.

The roasted meat was always a treat after many hours tracking. It melted on the tongue. The thick gravy the cooks used to prepare it here was not as pleasing. The stew took away from the natural juices. There were much better ways to prepare this dish.

The meal continued with my opinions over the food not being mine at all. For instance, I craved the rubbery green stalk