[ With a whole day since the escape behind them, she finally feels like she can breathe. There are many things she's still processing, but the distance helps. The company helps. And she might feel the littlest bit guilty for snapping at Jaskier the previous night. They'd all been exhausted and high-strung; now, the tiniest sense of something approaching normalcy can at least be attempted. Or perhaps it's more accurate to say the distraction is enough.
So she takes the coin with a smile, runs off and does her very best to pressure as many fried and baked sugary treats out of the nearby market stalls for the small handful of money she's got. All told, it's not a bad bounty: a small round honey cake, a couple of jam-filled doughnuts, and a paper cone full of candied nuts.
She trades Jaskier a doughnut for the skewer, biting into the meat without wasting a moment. It's still hot.
She groans. It's been way too long since she had a hot meal. The ones in the dungeons had always been lukewarm at best by the time they got to her cell. ]
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So she takes the coin with a smile, runs off and does her very best to pressure as many fried and baked sugary treats out of the nearby market stalls for the small handful of money she's got. All told, it's not a bad bounty: a small round honey cake, a couple of jam-filled doughnuts, and a paper cone full of candied nuts.
She trades Jaskier a doughnut for the skewer, biting into the meat without wasting a moment. It's still hot.
She groans. It's been way too long since she had a hot meal. The ones in the dungeons had always been lukewarm at best by the time they got to her cell. ]
This is really fucking good.