Ashar couldn’t help but giggle slightly when Galard’s stomach rumbled and nodded to her father. After he left she took Galard’s hand and began leading him back towards the village. “We just had a marriage in the village so we have a vacant house now.” She said leading him to said house. It was close to a man made well and she proudly smiled at it before leading him inside. “It’s quite empty now, but that doesn’t make it any less of a home.” In the middle of the house was a square of dirt and place for a fire and frying block. 

There was a knock at the door and a woman with a basket of vegetables and fish smiled and the princess. They spoke for a few moments in a language Galard couldn’t recognize before the princess took the basket and went back to the cooking area.