Roderich wasn't really baking, per se.
Well, he was. But he'd lost track of time. Namely because his mind wasn't particularly on the subject of baking anymore.
The apricot glaze had been poured over the cake, then chilled, and there was just a little bit left over. He moved on to making the chocolate glaze to go over it. He'd always been skilled at
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