>>5367625Vlad suddenly awakens as the saltwater enters his nostrils with the tides increasing in volume. Gasping for air as the sun starts to spread it's light. Vlad looks westward, wanting to see if it was really a full moon, but it was already obscured by the tall, rocky terrain.
Farnese was the first one to wake up, letting Schierke and the others sleep as she took the shift for watching Guts in case he arose from the pain of his wounds.
Violet had laid another egg, so she decided to make a last attempt at cooking despite how well that went last time.
Squatting over the bonfire to taste the omelet, Vlad courageously shoved a good chunk of it in his mouth. Should Farnese botch a perfectly good meal once again, it would be a perfect apology gift for making her cry earlier.
But to his surprise, the taste was not revolting. He recoiled a bit from how hot it was, and there was no real seasoning for the bland taste of egg to dissipate, but considering what Farnese had cooked before, it wasn't half bad.
"So?" She asked expectantly.
"Pretty good."
<span class="mu-g">Farewell, Ashes: Epilogue End.</span>
