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[img]https://s12.postimg.org/v4ysdqh4d/Regency_Chloe_13.gif[/img][hr][color=ff6600]Location:[/color] Teriny Inn[/center][hr][hr]As amusing as Maeve found Calum's utter astonishment with the pastries to be, she could not deny that they looked scrumptious. The aroma of butter, almonds, and strawberries hit her nose, and although she wasn't nearly drooling like Calum, she did look fondly at the pastries. Growing up, she had never had treats such as this, and she still treated sweets as a delicacy. 

She glanced at Calum for a moment before trying the pastry herself, noticing the way he gripped the counter as he ate. It brought another chuckle to her lips. The man may not have been wed, but she couldn't help but find him all but engaged to Nigel's wife's cooking. The experience looked practically religious to him. She then took a bite herself, her eyes widening slightly in surprise. It tasted even better than it smelled and looked. 

[color=ff6600]"Aye, God is certainly present in de cookin' 'ere,"[/color] Maeve agreed. As a Catholic, she believed in transubstantiation during Holy communion, and she couldn't help but feel she had found to Protestant equivalent. Calum couldn't have been more right--God had blessed Nigel's wife with an amazing skill. It certainly seemed to be the secret to a happy marriage for Nigel, and Maeve felt a moment of sadness, remembering her departed husband. They may not have been lovers all too long into the marriage, but she still missed him dearly and prayed for his soul. 

As for whether or not they needed anything else, Maeve couldn't help but want a smoke and some drunken singing, but she doubted this inn was the place for that. She also was tired and exhausted from the journey, and couldn't help but look forward to the bath being drawn for her. 

[color=ff6600]"Nothin' comes ter mind, t'anks,"[/color] Maeve replied, and then she took another bite of the pastry.