As Vanwe left, Léspheria rose from her seat, and lifting their breakfast dishes she wandered over to the large stone sink. As she washed them she contempleted her conversation with the elven woman. 'why would an elf live that far south?'she puzzled to herself, 'and why had Silvanis and the exotic woman in the common room troubled her so.' She was still thinking on this when she heard a loud thud and a high pitched yell coming from the pantry, she rushed over to see what had happened.
As she peered into the pantry she saw cook hopping about on one foot, cursing at a large jar that had obviously fallen on the foot that she was now holding in her hands as she hopped about."Are you ok " Léspheria asked, trying hard not to laugh at the comical scene before her. "Do I look ok" cook scolded, but seeing Lespheria's surprised look she apologised almost at once.
"Do you need any help" Lespheria ask, The hobbit woman looked back up at her shaking her head, "No, I am almost finnished here, but I am sure that Ruby would appreciate some help in the common room wiping the tables," she said pointing to a small basin of hot soapy water. Léspheria nodded and went to fetch the basin, as she made her way to the door leading to the common room she remembered that she had no idea who this Ruby was. "How will I recognise Ruby" she called back to the pantry, without looking up cook waved her hand saying "She'll be the hobbit with the mop in her hands." "Ok thank you she called back" she then took a deep breath, smiling as she pushed open the door of the common to start another day of work at the notorious Green dragon inn.
__________________
"Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone you may still exist, but you have ceased to live" ~ Mark Twain.
|