06.Jan.14, 11:58 AM
His senses were assaulted by the scent of freshy baked pasties. Sweet and yeasty, the smell reminded him of those rare occasions when his mother would bake up something special for a family member's name day. The temptation was too great to resist and he let his nose lead him to the pans of just out of the oven delights. One of the kitchen workers was carefully moving them off their pans and onto trays. "Light of my heart! I swear you grow more beautiful with each passing day." He slipped an arm around the woman's waist giving her his brightest smile. "You are so full of shit I'm surprised it ain't coming out o' your ears." She slapped away his free hand as it slipped toward a pasty. Trel yelped, sucking on a knuckle as he pouted. "Is that any way to treat a suitor?" The woman shook her head as she chuckled. "Young man the last time I had a suitor you were still in nappies." "Please, just one and I promise I'll help out with breakfast tomorrow morning." He pleaded, widening his eyes in a pleading expression. "Just one and I'd best see you here bright and early." She waved a finger at him as she spoke. "You are a gem!" Her kissed her cheek, snatching a warm pasty before moving off.
Trelanvor ambled through the kitchen as he pushed the last bite of pasty into his mouth. With something in his stomach he was ready to leave before he got roped into scrubbing pots or peeling vegetables. He'd get plenty of that tomorrow morning. As he neared the table where Sennia was he couldn't help but stare. She was holding a knife and staring down at a pair of fish. He would have dismissed it as some chore she'd been assigned, but no one would ever have her working on just two fish. She was also staring at them in a way that said she had no idea what she was suppose to do with them. It seemed odd that no one was helping her since she was obvious uncertain about how to proceed.
"You know I don't think they can bite ya now that they are dead. Or are you trying to will them into filleting themselves." His tone was teasing as he leaned against the table. He jabbed on of the fish with his finger. "Nope definitely dead." He wiped a bit of slime off in the table top. He should have been on his way, but he was curious. "Sooo care to reveal why your holding a knife and looming over two dead fish? I'd hate to think there was something fishy going on here." He smirked, blue eyes flashing with amusement.
Trelanvor ambled through the kitchen as he pushed the last bite of pasty into his mouth. With something in his stomach he was ready to leave before he got roped into scrubbing pots or peeling vegetables. He'd get plenty of that tomorrow morning. As he neared the table where Sennia was he couldn't help but stare. She was holding a knife and staring down at a pair of fish. He would have dismissed it as some chore she'd been assigned, but no one would ever have her working on just two fish. She was also staring at them in a way that said she had no idea what she was suppose to do with them. It seemed odd that no one was helping her since she was obvious uncertain about how to proceed.
"You know I don't think they can bite ya now that they are dead. Or are you trying to will them into filleting themselves." His tone was teasing as he leaned against the table. He jabbed on of the fish with his finger. "Nope definitely dead." He wiped a bit of slime off in the table top. He should have been on his way, but he was curious. "Sooo care to reveal why your holding a knife and looming over two dead fish? I'd hate to think there was something fishy going on here." He smirked, blue eyes flashing with amusement.