[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/241208/a04161052c56932d95d6bf9168fcef02.png[/img][/center][hr][i]The Eye of the Beholder[/i][hr]
Nesna nodded and then chuckled as Sya went on about tea. This strange thing, if nothing else, had a certain charm about her that made it readily apparent why she was the one, out of everyone around, to have assumed proprietorship of the only tavern and inn in the entire village. How queer it was, that force of
personality could indeed overcome even as intense as hers. Maybe it wasn’t raw charisma driving this operation per se, but, presuming it wasn’t some odd blightborn power manifesting from this serpentine cyclops, there was definitely an appeal about this woman if for no other reason than how enthusiastically earnest she came off as. How could any but the most coldhearted of men rebuke such a genuine approach?

Nesna nodded idly as Sya elaborated further on her ongoing egg metaphor. She was overcome by imagination, just for a moment, before dragging herself back into practicality. 

[color=DDA0DD]“I wish I could offer you some condolences for the state of your friends, but I am unfortunately not familiar,”[/color] she conceded, [color=DDA0DD]“But I can offer you this. I had always loved a good tea, most of all in the afternoon. I’ll make every arrangement to get us whatever tea might be best, and I’ll show you how to drink it. I grant you, I cannot eat solid food either. But if your condition is anything like mine, I can suggest we still might enjoy the taste of teatime refreshments. Why don’t we have two teatimes in the future? The first, just you and I, and we can keep spittoons by our sides to spit out the little treats after we’ve enjoyed them and played pretend that we can still eat like normal people. Then, I would be happy to help you make arrangements for a memorable tea for those friends of yours.”[/color]

Nesna smiled brightly and clasped her hands together.

[color=DDA0DD]“My dear Sya, I suggest this because teatime is a time for civilization and decency, for friendly conversation and camaraderie between good folk. It has been long—far, far too long since I’ve had the privilege of organizing a tea. We’ll have them in good shape and good spirits in no time.”[/color]

Nesna took Sya’s hand gingerly and gave it a small shake.

[color=DDA0DD]“Yes, yes, all feels better after a good tea, I assure you. Most of all when the tea is had with one’s friends! Oh, yes, if you only point me in the direction of a merchant, I’ll see to it that we have a sampling ready for the earliest opportunity! Darling, we’ll have a grand old time soon enough!”[/color]

For the first time, Nesna’s smile appeared genuine, rather than simply a pasted-on polite gesture. Nesna’s head bobbed slightly from side to side as she quickly put together an arrangement in her head, optimistic that there might be some array of choices as long as at least one of the royals had a taste for a good tea.

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