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Hana’s eyes lit up when she saw that it was Bashimur coming in with treats. “More than interesting,” she replied, making room on the couch for him to sit next to her. She knew it was less than appropriate, but she often used the excuse that she was foreign whenever she did something others frowned upon. He was one of the few people who could relate to being so far away from home in the middle of a conflict that wasn’t their own. “You must join me. I have been waiting for someone to find me for hours,” she said as she listened to him describe the dish, taking it and trying one.
Bashimur always tried to be respectful when he was in the presence of the princess. He always kept his distance, his eyes low, never wanting to offend her. Though, it always threw him off guard when she was so casual with him. He had expected to serve her treats on a platter, literally, and then go about the rest of the night. He saw her first scoot over and felt himself go still as a statue. Was it his nerves? He did not know. When she asked him to join, he felt his mouth go dry. He could not believe that she wanted to even spend time with a man such as himself. For she was a princess.. so many other people were at her disposal. His eyes grew wide and he nodded his head. “Of course your majesty” He said as he walked over to her. He sat next to her, but put space in between them. Quietly he took one of his treats, his eyes closing to the taste of it. It reminded him so much of home .
“My mother used to make this when the weather was bad. It always used to make me feel better”















