While the General paraded around, the Khajiit couldn't help but admire his stature. Tulius, from what Zeza had heard, was a great general indeed. Led many to vast victories that was worthy of praise, while others hated him. It was hard to tell what line she was in, but she beamed up at the older imperial man with a bright smile with her clawed hands separating briefly to bring out a small box. There she gently cupped it, her golden eyes shimmering. A little giggle as he mentioned keeping it a secret, and nodded.
❝Your secret is safe with me, sir! I'm a baker, and somewhat of a traveler. I quite enjoy spreading joy around even during troubling times. It lifts up the spirit a little, no?❞
Her right ear flickers slightly, before she gently held out the box. It was neatly handled with ribbons and great care. Inside the box would be a loaf of sweet bread, awaiting for him to take it.
❝It's sweet bread! I made it from scratch.❞