Reggies starts to rise, but Ward stands and pushes him back down gently.
“We can serve ourselves.” Ward tells him and Reggie looks at Ward gratefully. Yes, there's a story behind how Ward's earned Reggie's trust alright. My curiosity is going to kill me.
“So...” I begin.
“What would you like, my Queen?” Ward sweeps a bow. I'm temporarily stunned. I didn't even realize he knew how to execute such a courtly bow. After I recover, I shake my head.
“What's on offer, good sir?” I ask teasingly and Ward strides to the table after giving me a look that burns to my core.
“Ah, well it appears you have your choice between cold-cuts, bread, cheese, some rather strange vegetables which may or may not be healthy for you, leftover stew.. Reggie's cooking leaves something to be desired.” Ward tsks. R
