<div style="text-align: justify;">"No, no chicks on our plate, you have no need to worry about that", Ursula replied gently. It was clear that no matter how busy she was, the young peasant woman was willing to give John some of her time and attention. And it felt good to have someone willing to help, even if he wasn't really experienced in farm work.<br/><br/>Stopping what she was doing, Ursula paid attention to what John had to say about the girl his family had in mind. Her eyes widened when he said the girl was cursed to change from a human to a wolf. As most peasants, Ursula did believe in curses. But she also believed that a person had to have done something really bad to be cursed.<br/><br/>"I have heard of curses and spells, like everyone else has. But I never met a cursed person".<br/><br/>Ursula shook her head when John said that talking was not important in his family. "Now that is the bad part. How are you supposed to marry a person if you don't know her as... well, a person?".<br/><br/>Ursula thought for another moment, before asking a question, very quietly. "Who are you really, John? I will not judge you differently for it, but I feel that there is more to you than meets the eye". After these words, and as if she wanted to give him time to think, Ursula turned to the chicken pen to check one more time for eggs.<br/><br/>She kept  one eye on the nests, and another one, discreetly, on John. As she waited for his reply, her mind made its own assumptions, and rejected each one of them until she had an answer coming from him.</div>