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Ruby wiped her hand on her apron and offered her hand to the Elf. ‘Alcarillo Nession. Pleased to meet you. Nice name by the way. Rolls right off the tongue. Harlindon, you say. Our handyman’s wife is from Lindon. They just left here this morning bound for there to visit her family.’
Her small hand was lost in his larger one, and she felt somewhat self conscious at the smoothness of his skin. Hers, she was sure, was rough from all the washing up and such she did about the Inn. Nothing to be ashamed of! she reminded herself. She gave him a smile and pumped his arm once as firmly as she could.
‘Right then,’ she said disengaging her hand from his. ‘I’ll be back directly with your food and a pot of tea.’
Ruby paused to take a few more orders, then retreated to the kitchen. Loading her tray up, she made her way back to the common room. Eggs, bacon, and a basket of warm bread soon found their way to Alcarillo’s table. Along with a small pot of sweet cream butter, one of blackberry jam, and one of honey, in case he required it for his tea or bread. ‘Enjoy!’ she said as she placed the pot of hot steaming tea down next to the mug she’d brought him. ‘Just call if you need anything else!’
She hurried away, leaving meals for other hungry patrons, and picking up orders as she returned to the kitchen.
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