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[Paytience]

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With a thud the leather sack landed on the bed. It was the one place she knew he would see it. The contents were simple enough, 5 viles of silver serpent venom, 2 silver sapling seeds, 1 loaf of bread, 1 wheel of cheese and 3 apples. A basic kit of items, Pay had been routinely dropping them off at the House in Blackmarsh for weeks now. The last time Morgrim had come across one his comment had been simple.

"You could have just gone ahead and made me the dye you know."

"Would you like me to cut your bread for you to?"

"Couldn't hurt."

"Next you'll want me barefoot and in the kitchen."

"If the apron fits."

"Barefoot leads to pregnant."

"Ha !" *nervous cough* "It leads to calloused feet from stepping and fetching."

With a half-grin, half- smirk she put her hand on her hip and shifted her weight. "Do you see 'Rover' tattooed on my forehead?"

Leaning back in his chair, with his hands behind his head a dreamy look came over his face."Ahhh, if only I could command such canine devotion."