Silence reigned for a moment, and then the man grunted and began to untie his hair from it's tight topknot. "What do you want?" Adam demanded impatiently.
The princess straightened up, defaulting back to the manners she had been taught. "Oh! Um, I was just hungry," Seraphina stepped into the humid room and let her eyes drift to the wooden island table. On it were bowls of chopped herbs and roots, as well as a porcelain mortar that smelled strongly of ginger and garlic. "Would it be possible to request a small snack to tide us over until lunch? What were you making just now? It smells wonderful."
Adam looked at her then, eyes half-lidded. The iris were dark blue, almost black, and being stared at so fixedly made Seraphina want to to take back her request and run back to Alios. Better the
