It's for the Moon Godnes to know

Chapter 16

Angels POV

The next morning I woke up at dawn. Marvel laid restlessly, she could feel and smell my breast but could not get to it. I sat up and breastfed her. Afterwards, I washed myself and got dressed. I slipped quietly down the stairs with Marvel on my arm. I was not surprised to find my landlord in the kitchen. He sat looking across the room and out the window. I hesitantly stood in the doorway.

"It's going to rain today, you and the little one should stay another night!" He did not look at me, just said it and I mumbled a thank you. He nodded and then looked at the stove.

"I have fetched water in the yard and eggs from the hens ...!" I hurried to lay Marvel on my cloak on the floor. I could see that he had lit up the stove, so I put water over for tea before I found things in the pantry and made a hearty breakfast. We ate without talking, I tried to get Marvel to taste the food, but I think I got it too salty for her. However, she drank both water and tea. As he got up from the table, he mumbled a thank you for the food. The dog and he were almost out of the kitchen before I got the courage to talk.

"Maybe I could bake a loaf or two?" He looked at me in surprise, I looked down. "I noticed that it is sour and dry in the cupboard ..." I could hear him chuckling quietly, "you may bake bread, I usually get day-old bread from the neighbor at times, it will be quite nice with fresh bread for a change! " Without saying more, he and the dog left the house, I have no idea for what reasons, but I put Marvel down again and gave her a spoon to play with. When I had arranged the kitchen after breakfast, I baked bread.

When my landlord came back for lunch, there were two large loaves of bread on the table. I had cut pork, churned butter and found a piece of cheese in the pantry. He sat down contentedly at the table and proceeded to eat without a word. I sat across and ate myself while trying to get Marvel to eat off the bread. Suddenly I discovered that he was sitting and looking at me. I looked at him questioningly.

"My wife used to dip it in the milk before she let the kids eat it to begin with!" I nodded and tried. Marvel soon ate voraciously of the bread and I took a light sigh. I smiled gratefully at him and with a short nod he ate on. He had a good appetite, though not as good as an adult male wolf, so I had cooked enough, but I took it as a compliment, he was happy with my cooking. As he sat pushing his plate away, I hurried to make him a cup of tea. He sat still and drank off it, as I cleaned up after our meal. I noticed that the dog was lying close to Marvel, who was lying on her stomach on my coat. Marvel began to belly up towards it and laughed happily as she grabbed its fur. The dog lay patiently and let Marvel play whit the fur. I could see the landlord sitting and studying them. I almost got a shock when he started talking, I had gotten used to him saying almost nothing.

"That little one is quite fond of the dog ...!" I nodded with a small smile.

"Where are you going?" I had expected him to ask, so with a shrug I tried the story I had come up with.

"South! I'm looking for my brother!" He was still looking at Marvel and the dog. "What about your parents?" I sighed, "They are dead! Shortly after, my brother married me off, and then traveled south to find work!" He just nodded again. When he had emptied his cup he got up and went to a door that led further into the house. I had not looked, but thought it led to his bedroom.

"Me and the dog, usually take a little nap before the afternoon tea!" I just nodded with a small smile as he opened the door the dog got up gently and walked over to him. Before closing the door behind him, he looked at me.

"Can you bake anything other than bread?" I nodded gently, "My wife hid her best recipes in the drawer there," he said, pointing, "I went and opened the drawer, there were a few pieces of paper, not many, but neatly written recipes. I picked them up and looked at them." .

"See if there is to bake one of them, and maybe a few more loaves!" Then he closed the door.

After switching and breastfeeding Marvel, I put her to sleep wrapped in my cloak under the table. She quickly fell asleep and I went into the pantry with the recipes. The only one I could find everything for was a recipe for scones. I had only had them a few times in the packhouse. I had never tried to bake them myself, but it seemed easy enough.

When the landlord got up again, there were two more loaves and eleven scones on the table. I had to take one and tasted it. I was not very familiar with them, but thought it tasted good.

He sat down without a word and I poured him a cup of tea. As I sat down with Marvel, I looked at him, waiting for him to start taking. But he sat completely still, staring at my scones. Then he blinked and I thought I saw a tear rolling, but was not sure.

He reached out and took a scones, split it, smeared butter on and took a bite. He sat for a long time chewing on it, then he took a sip of tea and smiled sadly at me.

"I had forgotten how good her scones were ... Thank you for reminding me of that!" I nodded shyly to him with a small smile, then I took a scone myself and shared it with Marvel, this time she ate it right away and reached for the food herself.

"She learns fast!" My landlord laughed quietly, "But it is also just right, since her mother is so good at cooking!" I could feel myself blushing and then we just enjoyed our tea in silence.

After the tea, I put Marvel down again, and the dog immediately lay down with her. While I cleaned the kitchen and got ready to make dinner, my landlord sat and watched Marvel and his dog.

"It's called Jock!" I looked over my shoulder and it dawned on me that he was talking about the dog. I just nodded, with no idea how to respond.

"You came down here along the brook, over the fields!" I nodded again, this time with my back to him. "I was wondering at first about your road, it would be easier to travel along the country road." I froze, had he figured out I was hiding, did he have a suspicion of why?