"Even if life was longer I'd eat dessert first," Rie laughed as she reached for a cookie. They were quite good, very much up to Green Dragon standard. In a word, they were unlike the burnt disasters that she was often responsible for. Breakfasts she could generally handle--eggs, toast, bacon, and sandwiches, of course. But anything past that was quite beyond what her mother had taught her.
"Look! Pio's serving up free ale. Let's grab us a couple of pints and sit down there, by the window," Derufin exclaimed.
"I'm very much in favor of an ale, especially free," Rie said with a grin. They went up to the bar, and there was a short line. "Personally, I'm glad Pio's back," the redhead stated in a quiet voice, looking very sage. "She'll be having those miyât soon, I don't doubt, and she's really not in a condition to be travelling," she added, in her wise twin voice, suggesting that she knew everything about twins and having twins, being one. She nodded wisely. "Oh, bother, I left my purse up in my room. Can I pay you back?" she asked, searching her belt for her missing moneybag. A little flush rose into her cheeks.
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