With a quick movement, Sabine was already digging into her breakfast. She had a mouth full of potato, leek, and lamb before her attention was brought down to the alembic. Her chewing paused as she carefully picked it up and inspected it in front of her eyes. She started to chew slowly again, if only to swallow and comment. "It is beautiful!" Sabine carefully flicked the glass with a fingernail to hear its unbroken ring, "Where did you find this? I did not know they made glassware from this material."

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"Good morning," Fendros responded with a smile. He walked up to Ahnasha, put his hands on her arms and gave her a quick kiss, "The books again this morning, yes. I'll start after breakfast and after giving Sabine her gift." Fendros let an amused hum rise up his throat, "You should be in charge of archery training anyway. Caldris is a grump, and you'd beat her in a competition. Eight knows, it's more fun than my duties. I actually look forward to my training times."

"Mama, dada, can I have breakfast in bed?" Rhazii asked, holding the top sheet of his bedroll against his upper chest tightly, "Meesei told me Sabine would today."

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Though disappointed at the interruption, Janius was used to it at this point. He leaned back onto his elbow, looking over to Newt and Kaleeth. "There there, little Newt," Janius said with a comforting smile, running a thumb over Newt's cheek to pick up a falling tear, "What did you dream? Was it the trolls again?"