Meanwhile, the news of Seraphine Coffee spread like wildfire, carried by: Merchants. Travelers Bards. Gossiping nobles. Excited elves. Messengers. And pure magical rumor
People whispered in markets:
"Have you tried it?"
"Did you feel it too?"
"It opened her mana circle!"
"It strengthened his fire magic!"
"My cousin said his strength doubled!"
"Auntie Leona said she heard angels singing!"
No one questioned it. Because people were drinking it… and becoming stronger. Requests flooded Elmsgaard daily.
Elves were overjoyed. For the first time in decades, they thrived. Tree planting doubled. Harvest doubled. Meditation rituals expanded. New Spirit-Qi wells were discovered. Elven children danced around coffee trees like sacred guardians.
The Chief of Elmsgaard wrote in her ledger: "Lady Seraphine has brought abundance. We shall honor her for generations."
In Summary
Elmsgaard became the Seraphine Coffee Capital of the Kingdom.
