A token for the Lady

he felt relief when he answered in the affirmative, and insisted that he wouldn’t even need the honey from her but she would need to offer him suggestions for a gift. ”Hmm.. I can agree to those terms.” Poem offered with a quick nod as she gestured for him to walk along with her as she tried to find the hive. ”I’m afraid of bee stings..” She admitted with embarrassment as they walked. ”I wondered if you could distract them while I collect the honey. Are you sure my opinion is worth the stings?” She asked him as she was sure she spotted the hive.

Poem led them closer and spoke at the same time. ”I enjoy getting unique clay, but I’m not like many women. Flowers, pretty stones, or maybe a pelt?” She suggested off the top of her head as her attention then shifted to the hive. This was going to be a bit of work. ”Alright, last chance to back out.” She surveyed the scene before them and tried to decide where in the branches the comb took up residence. ”If you poke at it a little you should get their attention, I’ll sneak around and grab a couple combs.” She told him as she moved and whenever his job had been complete she’d go for the comb. There were still bee’s around but as careful as she could she stole from them and tried not to cry out at the stings.

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