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@theodore-quincy
Nicholas snorted, giving a roll of his blue eyes. “A baker and an Alpha are two different positions. Not everyone can be a baker. Any wolf can be an Alpha.”
"Correction, anyone can be a baker, not every wolf can be an Alpha. There is a reason why there is a competition to be an Alpha and not a baker."
"Meaning absolutely no offense, but that’s sort of my point."
"I can go to the square and pay the money to step through a portal and be back in Abdera in a few moments, if I choose to. You need the money more than I do. I appreciate your kindness, but I’d rather know this bread went to someone who actually needs it."
Theodore retracted the basket of pastries and grinned. "You are kind, Sire, but if you go hungry one cannot play blame on me." Placing the basket somewhere else he turned back towards the King, "What brings you to stop at Calydon?"
"Well, at least you know. I had no idea I was so in need of such a thing until someone told me."Â
"Good, maybe thinking that I am single-handedly supporting a bakery will help me justify eating such a ridiculous amount of sweets."
"You could never go wrong with eating ridiculous amounts of sweets. Sweets make the world a better place."
"Oh that’s cruel. Oh I can’t resist cookies. New cookies… Yes please"
"You are going to have to pay for them, you know that right?" Gestures a plate of cookies to her.
      “It’s, well, it’s very beautiful,” Levana answered, glancing up at him again nervously. Maybe coming here was a bad idea. “You look very well. How… is it all going? Here?”
"Here...as in the Bakery or...the pack?"
He ate the last bite from the pastry, before reaching in his pocket where he kept his money. “You drive a hard bargain, mate…”
"Hard bargain, but one that you are still willing to pay for."
"Well that would just be a waste of bread, wouldn’t it? So now I just have to buy them, don’t I?”
"If you were not holding them so long, maybe you would not have to buy them."
"I do give myself credit," Nicholas retorted, smiling. "The credit that I am any Alpha a wolf should be."
Theodore slowly closed his eyes and scrunched his mouth. "And I give myself credit, the credit that I am any Baker a baker should be." Theodore gave a proving look and grinned.
"The bow was hardly necessary," he said, fumbling to keep from squishing the contents of the basket as it was forced back into his arms. "It’s not as if my face is widely recognizable here; hardly anyone knows me." He hooked one arm through the basket’s handle with a small sigh, then eyed the man. "Please, don’t call me sire, that makes me feel old enough to be my own grandfather. And if you’re going to make me take the bread, at least allow me to buy something to drink.”
"That is of no necessity. I'm just a mere baker. I only want to make sure that you are not famished on your road. Please, no appreciation needed."
"Your skills are incredible. And they only grow more so each day. Now who isn’t giving credit where credit is due?" Nicholas grabbed another treat and bit into it.
"I will consent in giving myself credit when you give yourself your deserved credit." Theodore grabbed a treat and bit into it.
Nicholas’ eyes fall to the plate of treats and a smile tugs at the corner of his lips. “I do what any decent Alpha should do, Theodore. That does not grant me any sort of praise.” He took one of the pastries and bit into it, taking a moment to savor the flavor. “If anyone deserves credit, it is you, my friend. Your skills are unmatched.”
"I do what I can to get by. If along the way by chance I make excellent goods, so be it, but my skills are no match to true skilled cooks. This is just a source of income and a way to keep things off my mind. As well as a great nest for the pack."
"It’s a beautiful place to live, if you have to pick just one."
He was a bit surprised at the basket that was pushed into his arms, and with a small smile, he slowly shook his head. “That won’t be necessary. Keep it, sell it. You need the profit more than I need the food, no doubt.” He handed it back, nodding to the coins on the counter. “I guess I neglected to mention that I was king of Orilion, not just from there. It’s a very kind gesture and I appreciate it, but I’d hate to take advantage of you.”
"Well where are my manners, Sire." Theodore set down the basket and bowed. "I am sorry for not realizing firstly that I was speaking with a royal, nonetheless a King. And at that, you must take this basket." He grabs the basket and forcibly pushes it to the King. "Please, Sire, what would be thought of me if one knew I didn't help the King of Orilion on his travels?"
You give me far too much credit, Theo. I hope you would not let the pack fall into such disarray. After all, you and Levana kept it together while I laid recovering. I never did thank you for that, my friend. I do not know what I would do without you.
"Credit is due to the one who deserves it. Well, for one I know you would die of hunger without me." Theo lays a plate of pastries in front of Nicholas. "Eat. Slowly. We do not need you to fall ill because you ate too hastily."
I had no plans of dying in that war. But had it happened, I have no doubt you and the others would have survived. You would have found another Alpha. One that could have easily filled my shoes.
I don't think any other werewolf could be half the Alpha you are. I feel as if though the pack would split into divisions if you had died. And if that was to happen, I don't know if I could join another pack. I'd probably just stay in my bakery and bake to life's content.
Fine. Most of the silvers has been removed the wound, but the rest should make its way out by the end of the month.
"You know I thought I had lost you then. For a moment I realized the sudden epiphany that if you died who would be our Alpha, but more importantly who would be an Alpha just as good as you."
The pack is doing well. Still recovering from the war, but so is most of Calydon. Don’t apologize, Theodore.Â
"...And how are you?" Theo glanced at Nicholas's face to examine his expression and then looked back down at the mixing bowl.
He nodded and fished three coins out of his pocket, putting them on the counter. After a short moment of thought, he added a fourth to make up for the inconvenience. It wasn’t like he’d miss the money.
"No. I’m staying in Abdera, but my home is Orilion. I’m just passing through on business… Have you always lived here?"
"I..." Theo didn't know if he wanted to reach in the past and pour out something he usually told no one and for the sake of the man's company he didn't. He kept it simple, "Yeah. Lived in Calydon my whole life." Theo wrapped some goods into a small basket and handed it to him, "For the trip. It would leave a bad taste in my mouth if I knew you were traveling and had nothing to eat."
