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[crimsongrunge]

*is now in the kitchen again, this time, baking a whole bunch of wedding cakes. see, now this is something entirely new to him, so this would be the only time he's following a recipie*

Wait, what....?

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[nonpraeda]

... sir...?

[crimsongrunge]

Yes?

[nonpraeda]

Ah... my lord was not jesting. You are much like me, only of the opposite gender.

... forgive my intrusion, but...

[crimsongrunge]

*waah politeness overload* Hey, you don't have to be so proper, you know.

[nonpraeda]

But sir, 'twould be improper. Please forgive my intrusion... but I was on my way to a dinner before coming upon this land...

[crimsongrunge]

If you're looking for a way out, there isn't.

[nonpraeda]

*flinches* My lord has already revealed that to me, sir. I- *her stomach decides to screw ladylike and gurgles, loudly* ... ///

[crimsongrunge]

*and just like that, he has a meal fit for a princess set out for her*

[nonpraeda]

Ah, sir! ///

[crimsongrunge]

*smiles* Enjoy.

[nonpraeda]

... *carefully seats herself, starting to eat*

[crimsongrunge]

You know, you don't have to be so polite around me.

[nonpraeda]

*swallows, lowering her fork* Sir, that would be...

[crimsongrunge]

Unpolite, unlady like, blah, blah, blah. I know.

[nonpraeda]

You are quite uncouth.

[crimsongrunge]

I'm what now?