Seraphina Caldwell looked down at the clay pot.
Even though Evan Orwell had already said there would be no problem.
She still felt somewhat uneasy in her heart.
So, she asked somewhat worriedly.
"Will drinking it really not force a Bonding?"
Her voice was not loud, but clear enough.
Kaelan Hawthorne spoke coldly from the side.
"If drinking a bit of juice led to Bonding, there wouldn't be that many single males in the world."
With those words, the knot in Seraphina Caldwell's heart finally unraveled.
She held up the clay pot and brought it to her nose for a sniff.
A fresh and sweet fruity aroma wafted up.
In that instant, the oily taste of grilled meat in her mouth was completely washed away.
Replaced by a refreshing and pleasant sweet scent.
She took a small sip, sweet but not cloying.
This tasted much better than the wild fruits she'd picked before.
After tasting it, she couldn't help but continue taking sip after sip.
