The scent of cinnamon, something she remembered well, from times she made tea to warm herself up in cold days, to times when she much needed to relax. And such scent should have calmed Serena further, but how to make someone more zen than they already are normally? Perhaps a light touch of alcohol should do the trick.
"Appreciated, Zoraida.", accepting the drink she was offered, Serena took a long sip with undeniable satisfaction and a pleased sigh, "I quite feel it, a fine recipe that endures the test of time. A fine chemistry, from many that graced my lips."
"Appreciated, Zoraida.", accepting the drink she was offered, Serena took a long sip with undeniable satisfaction and a pleased sigh, "I quite feel it, a fine recipe that endures the test of time. A fine chemistry, from many that graced my lips."