Upon The Ledge

You should bandage those, until they scar. Merilin chided, as Cade slipped by him to find wine. You'll get an infection. He grumbled; it was as near to admitting he cared as he'd get.

He held out a spoon, towards the women. Taste? It did him good to have something to focus on; and there was a science to cooking that Merilin appreciated, when Eriar forced him out of his lab, that is.

Imported spices are Eriar's favorite, he joked, allowing his gaze to sweep towards Nahreida. Good thing you weren't caught smuggling. Though, it wasn't like they could afford to bribe and pay off officials if Nahreida had been captured for smuggling.