Two Eyes Cenote Brahminy

her frown was immediate; tavina bent for a moment over the package. "saffron. something else, chicory, perhaps." it was the first assessment. "these are herbs used to sweeten and to cover. i imagine the separate ingredient, or ingredients, are bitter. unpalatable."

"there's something else in here. deep notes. perhaps for flavor."

her eyes held those of eset. "experimentation may be the only way to know for certain. you said it was left for whom?"