Nimue was serene as she cut slices of bread. She had a few eggs from the Tor and a small jar of milk as well. With these, she made a mixture and soaked the bread. While the bread was soaking, she melted butter in a pan over the fire. Turning to Laana, she answered,<br/><br/>“I’m not putting on an act. I did give serious thought to poisoning you but decided that I wouldn’t.”<br/><br/>Nimue lifted out the bread and put the toast on to cook. It sizzled while she got out the apple butter and put on the kettle of water to make tea. She flipped the toast over and it was marbled yellow and brown. The smell was divine, making her mouth water.<br/><br/>“We are going to start all over. And Honey, by the way, Maric is choosy about where he put his property.” She hestitated between the words,  his and property, looking for a discrete way to mention his body. “ If he had wanted you, he would have had no trouble taking what you had to offer. But now that you are here again, I am his wife, He is my husband. We have been blessed by the Mother.”<br/><br/>She turned to Maric shaking the spatula in his direction.<br/><br/>“And if you do want her, you have to power to be free. Stand in the field under the next full moon and say, I divorce thee, three times and you will be free to take her love and leave mine behind. It would break my heart but I would not stand in your way.”<br/><br/>Nimue turned the toast out onto plates for the four of them and poured the tea. She sat down opposite Laana and next to Maric.<br/><br/>“I believe Maric was once your friend and I suspect you still are his. We let our emotions run away with us last night. Can’t we begin again so you can fulfill your duty?”