DeadnotSleeping
Nervous Wreck
I return with the metal-framed bed, carrying it on my back again, and put it down next to my liege’s… I moved it easily, and I am glad for this. My muscles hasn’t been forsaken me yet…
“Well, rats are delicious, too” I joke, and I laugh softly. “Okay, I admit I hadn’t tried it yet, but I’ve read recipes. My liege had an exquisite library, and there were some cookbooks. One of them was a collection of wartime recipes from several besieged cities. Some of them wrote about how to make a stew, minced meatloaf or other things from rats. Everything is about the spices, mark my words, child…”
I look over his brother, too.
“Do you want to drink some tea?” I ask softly. I hear rain again, maybe just in my head, and somehow it relaxes me. “You can lay down now here, right next to your father…”
“Well, rats are delicious, too” I joke, and I laugh softly. “Okay, I admit I hadn’t tried it yet, but I’ve read recipes. My liege had an exquisite library, and there were some cookbooks. One of them was a collection of wartime recipes from several besieged cities. Some of them wrote about how to make a stew, minced meatloaf or other things from rats. Everything is about the spices, mark my words, child…”
I look over his brother, too.
“Do you want to drink some tea?” I ask softly. I hear rain again, maybe just in my head, and somehow it relaxes me. “You can lay down now here, right next to your father…”