*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

[silkiecuddles]

Katrina set two tin plates on the wooden table. She carefully cut the pie into 8 slices, then set a slice in each plate. "I hope it tastes as good as it smells," she said.
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Maud chuckled. "Stand still a moment longer while I lace this up, then you may have the cake," she told the girl.

 

[MadamPoofyBrow]

Gavin inhaled the wonderful aroma "You try it first" he offered.

 

[silkiecuddles]

Gavin inhaled the wonderful aroma "You try it first" he offered.

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Katrina cut a large bite with her fork. "Looks good," she said, smiling. She put the pie in her mouth, the smile went upside down, and she spit the bite out. "Ew!" She wiped her mouth on her apron.

 

[MadamPoofyBrow]

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Katrina cut a large bite with her fork. "Looks good," she said, smiling. She put the pie in her mouth, the smile went upside down, and she spit the bite out. "Ew!" She wiped her mouth on her apron.

"What?" Gavin asked, concerned "It can't be all that bad, probably just a bad berry" He sliced off a sizable piece and tried it. He forced himself to chew and swallow "it's...um...different" He tried to force a smile as he grabbed for his water.

 

[silkiecuddles]

Katrina grabbed the glass from him and took a large swallow. "It's bad, admit it," she managed a laugh.

 

[MadamPoofyBrow]

"Okay...yes" Gavin snatched the glass back and took a generous gulp "It's pretty bad" He laughed "But it was probably the...uh...flour, or something"

 

[silkiecuddles]

Once the taste was completely gone, Katrina burst out laughing. "Hand me that sugar sack, please," she said.

 

[MadamPoofyBrow]

Gavin complied "What're you going to do, try to save the pie?" He laughed.

 

[silkiecuddles]

Gavin complied "What're you going to do, try to save the pie?" He laughed.

Laughs subsided, Katrina looked more closely at the label. "Salt. It's salt, not sugar," she frowned, then burst into fits of giggles again.

 

[MadamPoofyBrow]

Laughs subsided, Katrina looked more closely at the label. "Salt. It's salt, not sugar," she frowned, then burst into fits of giggles again.

Gavin took the bag and looked closely at it "Salt. I got salt" He scowled at the bag as if it was the salts fault, but couldn't help but laughing "I don't think that would help the pie very much" He chuckled.