ROANA
He ghost of a smile that curves Amalia’s lips surprised her, causing Roana to tilt her head slightly to the side. She had expected to be berated about how awful of a person she was again, possibly spreading the blight from the Spire to the Greatwood, given another elongated speech about how awful Outlanders were. But she was spared, and instead given a nod of affirmation. Miracles truly did exist it seemed, for only a miracle could get the baker on her side she thought.
”Well, my boys are currently being watched by Phoebe so I was hoping now. I don’t want her to have to put up with their nonsense long in her state.” she said, eyeing the unbaked loaf that sat on the floured countertop. That had to proof or something or other again before being baked, right? ”If you bring something sweet for Ludo, I’ve got a toy.” she said, pulling out a little puzzle game with different painted squares on it.
”Well, my boys are currently being watched by Phoebe so I was hoping now. I don’t want her to have to put up with their nonsense long in her state.” she said, eyeing the unbaked loaf that sat on the floured countertop. That had to proof or something or other again before being baked, right? ”If you bring something sweet for Ludo, I’ve got a toy.” she said, pulling out a little puzzle game with different painted squares on it.
I hate to break it to ya, babe
but I'm not drowning
there's no one here to save
