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Sinda came in just as Rosalie was putting the honey with the tea. The little girl watched her for a minute, than said "That girl was scary." Rosalie gave her a surprised look.

"Really?" Rosalie asked, "She doesn't look like that to me" But then who am I to judge her like that? She thought to herself. After all, she did just go up against one of the strongest men in the village, and she won.

Sinda shook her head at that. "No, she's scary alright. Strong too, but mostly scary. You should've seen her fighting, Rose."

Rosalie set the tea on the serving tray, carefully so as not to spill a drop. "I should hope not. If I were to see her fight, then that would mean that there is a brawl, and I'd have to break it up." She turned towards Sinda. "And I do not want to clean off this dress again."

Rosalie grabbed some bread and cheese, put it on the plate, then set it onto the tray. "She's not that scary, you know." Rosalie said, "She seems to be a sweet girl to me. Why don't you go talk to her? Introduce yourself as the madame of the establishment." Sinda shook her head. Rosalie sighed. "No? Well fine. Then go make yourself useful and start washing these dishes." she said, pointing to the pile of dirty dishes. Sinda scurried off to the pile and started picking up plates to take to the washbasin. Rosalie picked up the trey and took it out of the kitchen, heading towards the customer who was waiting for it.