MELITA
Contemplating the inquiries, she nodded. “Metal would work. More for…decoration?” she supposed, having not thought about the purpose other than sentimental notions – whatever the woodcutter wanted to do with them thereafter would be up to him. She couldn’t quite think of anything he’d need to hide inside of them (if it were her, it’d probably be a dagger – but that didn’t quite seem up his alley). “So probably not hollow. Solid, I think.” Grinning at the price, she laughed; an easy feat (as long as he didn't mind going fast). “Of course. I need to head there soon to see my uncle anyway.” Especially after the whole Ru fiasco; might be best to check in more often; still uncertain on what to do with the mess other than…well, grimace for the present. “Mm. I can imagine it wasn’t wonderful for the Greatwood, though the fires probably aren’t either.” Her nose wrinkled slightly as she rested her elbows on the table, humming a little under her breath, calmer now that she’d managed to get things started without being noticed. “I’m good! I’ve got enough Ludo business to keep me occupied.”
This is a gift, it comes with a price
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
