The frost of winter was beginning to melt away, and all were merry for the union of Penema and Loreth. Azel happily supped on the meaty stew as she watched the woodland elves dance beneath the glowing lanterns hanging from the trees. Grey elves from the neighboring mountains stood solemnly on the peripheral. “Grey elves can keep their haughty smirks, but they don’t know the pleasures of a good soup,” Azel thought contently.
This soup has all the flavor of classic Italian wedding soup with much less carbs.
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