out we knew and didn't warn her," he made a face and shifted in his seat, "I happen to like my cock attached thank you very much."
“Yes, but any harm she should dole out should be dished out to me. I’m the one who brings danger to her doorstep, not the three of you. If it would help her in making her choice, tell her that I would owe her a boon as well.”
"She owes us," Niklaus reminded her as he finished his meal and pushed the plate away. Leaning his elbows on the table, he looked at her, "We've done her many a favor over the last many seasons and this, while it's a possible danger to her people, isn't all that bad a favor to ask. Besides," he grinned, "I'm more than sure that her Elven warriors will gladly take out the guards should they dare to breach the Elven lands."
“My father called her friend,” Snow recalled. “There’s something more but I can’t think of what it is. I was so young when my mother died, but I recall the Queen of the Elves coming to my mother's burial. There was something said but I can’t recall what it was,” she shrugged. “I’m sure if it’s important it will come to me, right?”
"That it will," Dierk said walking up behind her chair. Leaning over, he kissed her cheek lightly, "Finish your meal, little one, then we’ll clean up while you relax. You made the meal, which means we clean up.” Dropping another kiss to her cheek, he headed for the hall.
Snow continued to eat, watching Niklaus and Baldric as they ate as well. “Are your days typically spent saving damsels in distress?” she teased with a grin. Reaching out, she took Baldric's hand in hers and gave it a squeeze.
"Not hardly," Baldric said, shaking his head. "Except for one other damsel you're it, Snow. We don't usually run around getting involved. We do odd jobs and escort people through the forests as protection and guides mainly."
“Well I’m very happy you three came my way,” she told him, and stood when she finished eating. “Now, what can I do today to keep busy? I need to have something to do or I’ll likely drive you all batty so give me a task, if you would please.”
Getting up, Niklaus collected the dishes, "You can chop the vegetables for our stew we'll be having for dinner tonight," he told her. Taking her hand, he pulled her into the kitchen and left her by the counter. Getting a board and knife, he handed it to her, "Three onions in big chunks and we'll go from there."
“Sounds good to me, that’s something that I can do.” She looked to Niklaus and smiled, “Thank you for understanding that I need to have something to do. That I can’t just sit by and allow others to do everything for me.”
"Should be interesting to watch you up on the throne," Baldric commented, handing her the onions. Moving, he grabbed a bowl and collected other vegetables before setting it down next to her on the counter. "Can't have the Queen fidgeting about and looking to run off on adventures."
She snorted, “I won’t always sit on that thing. There’s more than sitting on a throne to being a Queen. I’d have to see to my people as well. Then again I will have three men willing to help me do that, right?”
"We would do that," Niklaus said, pumping water into a pot before moving it to warm over the fire. Collecting the rest of the dishes, he scraped them clean and stacked them into the sink. "You’re also right, Princess, a Queen can't just sit on her throne and dispense justice, she needs to be among her people seeing how they’re doing and learning what they need."
“Exactly. I know that’s how my mother and father operated with their people. That’s how I want to be. I need to be all that my people need me to be. I need for us to provide a united front and ensure they always have what they need.”
"It won't be easy," Baldric said, handing her half a dozen potatoes, "Peel these and chop them into cubes," he told her, crossing his arms on the counter where he was leaning.
"No it won't be
“Yes, but any harm she should dole out should be dished out to me. I’m the one who brings danger to her doorstep, not the three of you. If it would help her in making her choice, tell her that I would owe her a boon as well.”
"She owes us," Niklaus reminded her as he finished his meal and pushed the plate away. Leaning his elbows on the table, he looked at her, "We've done her many a favor over the last many seasons and this, while it's a possible danger to her people, isn't all that bad a favor to ask. Besides," he grinned, "I'm more than sure that her Elven warriors will gladly take out the guards should they dare to breach the Elven lands."
“My father called her friend,” Snow recalled. “There’s something more but I can’t think of what it is. I was so young when my mother died, but I recall the Queen of the Elves coming to my mother's burial. There was something said but I can’t recall what it was,” she shrugged. “I’m sure if it’s important it will come to me, right?”
"That it will," Dierk said walking up behind her chair. Leaning over, he kissed her cheek lightly, "Finish your meal, little one, then we’ll clean up while you relax. You made the meal, which means we clean up.” Dropping another kiss to her cheek, he headed for the hall.
Snow continued to eat, watching Niklaus and Baldric as they ate as well. “Are your days typically spent saving damsels in distress?” she teased with a grin. Reaching out, she took Baldric's hand in hers and gave it a squeeze.
"Not hardly," Baldric said, shaking his head. "Except for one other damsel you're it, Snow. We don't usually run around getting involved. We do odd jobs and escort people through the forests as protection and guides mainly."
“Well I’m very happy you three came my way,” she told him, and stood when she finished eating. “Now, what can I do today to keep busy? I need to have something to do or I’ll likely drive you all batty so give me a task, if you would please.”
Getting up, Niklaus collected the dishes, "You can chop the vegetables for our stew we'll be having for dinner tonight," he told her. Taking her hand, he pulled her into the kitchen and left her by the counter. Getting a board and knife, he handed it to her, "Three onions in big chunks and we'll go from there."
“Sounds good to me, that’s something that I can do.” She looked to Niklaus and smiled, “Thank you for understanding that I need to have something to do. That I can’t just sit by and allow others to do everything for me.”
"Should be interesting to watch you up on the throne," Baldric commented, handing her the onions. Moving, he grabbed a bowl and collected other vegetables before setting it down next to her on the counter. "Can't have the Queen fidgeting about and looking to run off on adventures."
She snorted, “I won’t always sit on that thing. There’s more than sitting on a throne to being a Queen. I’d have to see to my people as well. Then again I will have three men willing to help me do that, right?”
"We would do that," Niklaus said, pumping water into a pot before moving it to warm over the fire. Collecting the rest of the dishes, he scraped them clean and stacked them into the sink. "You’re also right, Princess, a Queen can't just sit on her throne and dispense justice, she needs to be among her people seeing how they’re doing and learning what they need."
“Exactly. I know that’s how my mother and father operated with their people. That’s how I want to be. I need to be all that my people need me to be. I need for us to provide a united front and ensure they always have what they need.”
"It won't be easy," Baldric said, handing her half a dozen potatoes, "Peel these and chop them into cubes," he told her, crossing his arms on the counter where he was leaning.
"No it won't be
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