I was about to make breakfast when I saw Sir Boru and Uncle Darryl having a small argument in front of the main door.
Seems Uncle Darryl wants to pay the room but Sir Boru refuses to accept the money.
"What friends are made for. You already gave us plenty of meat yesterday. Its make me a petty man if I took a money from you"
"That meat is for Vierra, she made a really delicious food for my family. But this money is for staying at your Inn."
"You are in trouble my dear friend. You are like a brother to me. Kept that money to repair your ranch. That delicious food is because of the meat that you gave."
"You already helped me many times before. Besides its you the one who gave me that cattle and cows to begin with"
They were arguing but laughing at the same time. I can't keep watching it any longer and approach them.
I want to know about Uncle Darryl ranch. If possible I want to acquire milk this time.
"Good morning Sir Boru and Uncle Daryl, did you have a good sleep last night?"
"Vierra… good morning. I have a good night's sleep. All thanks to your hearty stew"
"I am glad if I could help a bit"
"Vierra, we want to go to the village for a while. We will back at lunch time"
"It's a shame, I actually looking forward to have the breakfast"
"Don't be, I am sure there will be another time"
I can see Uncle Daryl hoping to have breakfast, but since the ranch is more important. They have to make sure the cows are all safe.
"Uncle Daryl, do you possibly have extra milk? If possible, could I buy some from you?"
Uncle Daryl laughing while looking at Sir Boru. Then he nodded a few times and patted my head.
I wonder why people around tend to pat me. I am young but not a little child.
"Well it settles then, you don't have to pay me little lady but I would give it to you as payment staying here. Would you accept that Boru?"
"Of course that would be fair, Vierra would make something delicious again today"
They both laugh like drunk old men and leave the inn to the village. I am thinking to follow them but maybe some other time.
"I wonder what I could make for today breakfast"
I was looking at the brick stove and remembered Anne's face last night. She was happily asking me to make some breakfast for our guest.
I was more than happy to make them something but for some reason I was dazed wondering what to make.
"morning V… I am sorry to make you up this early"
"Morning Madame Anne, it's fine. I was happy to be at your service"
"by the way V, Mrs Rosie has brought this breads"
She put a basket full of bread on the table. I checked inside the basket and it got a bottle of milk and a small pot with golden liquid.
"This is..."
"It's called Gold Ink. It was taken from a big flower called Amra. Try it"
I dip the tip of my finger and taste the Gold Ink. It really tastes like honey. In fact this is honey.
"lets makes a french toast"