Sirius wasted no time in coming to help her and damn, was she glad that he did. As the dire giant manhandled the cauldron, Isa watched intently. Once he was done, she found that she was quite hungry, but not for food. Though a smidge older than she was, Sirius was still very much a looker. The blue fae watched the muscles ripple beneath his dark coat and her heart fluttered wildly in her chest.
So distracted was the woman that at first her lover's words didn't register. "Hmm?" she asked before her brain caught up with his words. "Oh, uh... Over here." She led him to where she'd started the fire and indicated that he should put it there. Isa had intentionally made the fire small so that she could make it larger once the big stone pot was in place.
Once Sirius had rolled the pot to the place where she'd asked, Isa sat on her haunches, brought both front paws up to either of the man's cheeks and brought him in for a thorough kiss. She pulled back just enough to whisper against his lips, "Your reward, my liege." There was fire burning in the woman's icy eyes and it was no secret what she was thinking, but she would refrain from taking advantage of the man. They had work to do.
