Rhiannon
With Tal's agreement, Rhiannon poured two glasses of water, then sits his beside his bowl. She sets her own place nearby, gathering spoons, napkins, and a pile of bread for the center of the table. When Tal wasn't looking, she slipped a piece of bread from the table to offer it to Boreal. It wasn't quite as good as meat, but something told the woman that the dragon would take it happily. At Tal's teasing, Rhi snorted, rolling her eyes at his declaration that she had sass. Of course she did - she always had - and the idea of anyone handling it was equal parts offensive and amusing to the soldier.
Now that lunch was prepared, Rhi set to work helping with the candles, searching in a nearby hutch for some candlesticks for the tapers. "Yeah, what's with the gourds this year, anyway?" she asked as she moved into the living room, settling a three-pronged candelabra in the large bay window there. "We've been getting some weird reports."
Now that lunch was prepared, Rhi set to work helping with the candles, searching in a nearby hutch for some candlesticks for the tapers. "Yeah, what's with the gourds this year, anyway?" she asked as she moved into the living room, settling a three-pronged candelabra in the large bay window there. "We've been getting some weird reports."
they say looks can kill and I might try
