Later, the seven Goatfolk ordered four more family meal sets. They ate until their bellies were full, stretched tight and content. Griz leaned back in his seat, picking at his teeth with a satisfied sigh. "Ohhh," he groaned, a sound of pure bliss. "I've never had that much good food in my life, let alone all at once. My stomach feels like it's going to burst, but in a good way." The rich, savory taste of the burgers still lingered on his tongue.
Borin nodded slowly, rubbing his own full stomach. "I feel the same. That was truly satisfying. It's rare to feel this full and happy after a meal, especially one so affordable."
Brum, always practical, suggested, "Shall we buy more and pack them on our way back to Stonehorn? They'd make excellent road provisions."
"Yeah, I guess that's better," Borin said, already imagining another one of those juicy burgers. The idea of having those delicious burgers for the long journey was very tempting, a luxury they rarely afforded themselves.
