Ekansh Desai sat in front of Agni, the prince, and potentially the future emperor of the empire, restlessly perched on the edge of his seat. He didn't know what to do. While he was thankful that Mr. Srikanth had come to escort him, he couldn't help but question whether coming here had been the right decision.
Don't get him wrong, he was definitely tempted by the offers made by Mr. Srikanth about having to design manufacturing processes and create recipes for a new technological innovation that can preserve food for a long time. He was, and in a way still is, giddy with excitement that he would get to be involved in such a project.
