Raegar watched as the barista set to work, her hands moving with practice as she adjusted the Aether machine. With a flick of a switch, the device whirred to life, the glowing liquids spiraling through the tubes.
Streams of shimmering shake poured into tall, frosted glasses, each drink sparkling as if infused with starlight. A faint mist rose from the Brightshakes, carrying a sweet, tangy aroma, making his mouth water.
'Definitely milkshakes,' he thought. 'Maybe another reincarnator? Or did someone get teleported here?'
As the barista slid the first glass, Rune's Strawberry Bliss, across the counter, the drink glowed faintly pink, flecks of silver swirling within like tiny constellations. He took a sip and let out a satisfied hum, her eyes widening.
''Worth every coin,'' he said, nudging him. ''You're in for a treat, and thanks for paying for this, I'll get yours next time.''
Raegar nodded and glanced at the young woman, asking. ''How much for the nine Brightshakes?''
