WESSEX
The idea comes to her in a flash, and with a physical aha! the General turns briefly to Lillianne and offers, “I’ll be right back” as an explanation. Which… isn’t much of an explanation, actually. Wessex disappears and then returns five or so minutes later with a sackful of flour in her arms, and the baker will be able to tell it’s flour due to the fine white haze that dusts the demigod’s dark clothes.
Where it came from or what she did to get it is kept secret for now, as she sidles over to the kitchen door and places it just in side, so Lillianne can easily access it. Then she turns and accepts the cookies with a smile. “Fantastic. Thank you. I hope that’ll make you a decent amount of bread.”
Where it came from or what she did to get it is kept secret for now, as she sidles over to the kitchen door and places it just in side, so Lillianne can easily access it. Then she turns and accepts the cookies with a smile. “Fantastic. Thank you. I hope that’ll make you a decent amount of bread.”
there was a time that we were kind, but now
don't write me, you're not fooling anyone
don't write me, you're not fooling anyone
