[It's a joke before he bites into the roll. Fresh bread is truly a gift, and it's rare enough he gets to enjoy it. Purrelden curls up in his lap and starts kneading, getting a scratch behind her ears as Lady sits down on his feet.]
Do you mean the one who always talked about how bad a cook you were? I suppose I'd forgotten that she'd come up to the Keep until now. It's been... It was a lifetime ago. Where's the house?
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[It's a joke before he bites into the roll. Fresh bread is truly a gift, and it's rare enough he gets to enjoy it. Purrelden curls up in his lap and starts kneading, getting a scratch behind her ears as Lady sits down on his feet.]
Do you mean the one who always talked about how bad a cook you were? I suppose I'd forgotten that she'd come up to the Keep until now. It's been... It was a lifetime ago. Where's the house?