Acan went back to work in the Queen's gardens, leaving Jeffrey to enjoy himself but warning him to come back straightaway when he was done with lunch. Jeffrey was a bit more intimidated once Acan had left.
Emily saw him out there eating and chanced coming out to ask if he would help her gather the veggies needed for the feast being prepared tonight, for they as of yet needed more parsnips and a few more potatoes. Jeffrey took it as an opportunity to look important in front of the ladies, who were laughing at his awkward misplaced bravado. Emily and Jeffrey went to the vegetable patch.
Dan and Magatha were slowly eating, Dan was especially savouring the simple hearty beef stew, as he had been away and had subsisted on mostly carrion and roots and berries. He was very pleased to have a pint of ale again. Magatha was very pleased to have her husband back with her again safe and sound. She worried about him, he wasn't young either. Generally men in their 80s didn't cavort across the countryside at the whim of their wife, but then again, most men weren't really birds either. They made small talk, and a few people welcomed Dan back to the flock, and once they finished, Dan brought both of their plates to the kitchen, then they both shifted and fluttered away contentedly, squaking their chattering "brak brak brak?" as magpies do when they fly.
Emily saw him out there eating and chanced coming out to ask if he would help her gather the veggies needed for the feast being prepared tonight, for they as of yet needed more parsnips and a few more potatoes. Jeffrey took it as an opportunity to look important in front of the ladies, who were laughing at his awkward misplaced bravado. Emily and Jeffrey went to the vegetable patch.
Dan and Magatha were slowly eating, Dan was especially savouring the simple hearty beef stew, as he had been away and had subsisted on mostly carrion and roots and berries. He was very pleased to have a pint of ale again. Magatha was very pleased to have her husband back with her again safe and sound. She worried about him, he wasn't young either. Generally men in their 80s didn't cavort across the countryside at the whim of their wife, but then again, most men weren't really birds either. They made small talk, and a few people welcomed Dan back to the flock, and once they finished, Dan brought both of their plates to the kitchen, then they both shifted and fluttered away contentedly, squaking their chattering "brak brak brak?" as magpies do when they fly.
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