"Thank you. Of course I will answer any questions that you have, to the best of my ability." She sat across from him at a grand table with a small feast laid upon it. Her eyes, and then her hands, sought out the bread and fruit. She felt it best to start out light on an unsteady stomach.

She did indulge in some jam, spreading it thinly across a piece of bread that was still warm. She thought that truly the gods were looking down on her, to have brought her to such a place.

"I must confess, your grace, that I am overwhelmed by your land and its inhabitants. Animals do not speak where I am from."