Svalin put her flesh and blood hand in his and smiled a little at how warm his hand was. She could feel callouses on the palm and fingers and she appreciated him a little more.
Twenty five minutes later they were seated at the breakfast counter in the kitchen. Svalin had brought out mead, beer and a few different pies.
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