SirLostBoy
No Story, is not worth hearing. - Angeal Hewley
Arty walked back out of the study and into the kitchen to get more food. It didn't take him too long as the kitchen cooks are actually used to abundant snacking from the prince. During his walk to and from the kitchen he wondered to himself how much he would need to tell. He hated talking about himself, especially in regards to this topic, but if it might help him make his dream a reality it might be a small price to pay.
The journey took about 10 minutes in total before he was back to the study. He had brought with him two plates topped with cured meats with a light sauce drizzled on top, nuts and dried fruits, and some fried sweetbreads. He placed the two plates onto the desk, before he quickly ran back down to grab drinks. He had a secret cellar where he kept his beverages and he poured out two mugs of light, sweet, cider for the two of them; this wasn't a night for heavy drinking but some drinking was going to be required to get through it.
"Here you go, eat up..." He said as pulled out an extra chair for her to sit on. "Also....you can go tomorrow if you want." He said firmly as he began eating; waiting to hear her response.
The journey took about 10 minutes in total before he was back to the study. He had brought with him two plates topped with cured meats with a light sauce drizzled on top, nuts and dried fruits, and some fried sweetbreads. He placed the two plates onto the desk, before he quickly ran back down to grab drinks. He had a secret cellar where he kept his beverages and he poured out two mugs of light, sweet, cider for the two of them; this wasn't a night for heavy drinking but some drinking was going to be required to get through it.
"Here you go, eat up..." He said as pulled out an extra chair for her to sit on. "Also....you can go tomorrow if you want." He said firmly as he began eating; waiting to hear her response.