"He's very tall, average shape, fine build, blonde, short-medium sides with a long, floppy fringe, green eyes, long face shape, glasses, caring, intelligent, broad-minded, warm, loyal- did I mention that he's very generous to the servants? He actually visited the kitchen just to watch them cook and appreciate their hard work. Lobes to travel, sail, hunt...hes obsessed with milkshakes." Miriam smiled. "Favourite foods are chocolate biscuits, blueberry muffins, and dark chocolate buttons." We walked around the Garden path as the sun was rising.
"Anything else?" I asked.
"Likes to paint in his free time. He's careful with his actions. I've also given the word that he does what's right for his people. Like how you're willing to give up your chance of finding love. He's very compassionate. And I overheard the ladies doing laundry saying that he's very good in bed."
"Miriam, when I said look into him at his arrival, I meant more background on him."
"That is his background."
"Miriam, I never meant for you to see if he's good in bed. I could care less about that. I just want to know if he's good enough for Avallon and the people of Avallon."
"I rode to the town and asked several people what they think of King Oliver and they accept. They've all heard great things about him and accept him as their King."
"Has any of the people state something negative about him?"
"Well, he's very protective of those he cares for."
"That's not negative, Miriam."
"No, of course not, but perhaps see him in action." She gave me a certain look.
I whispered, "are you saying he's abusive?"
"Not abusive, My Queen. Just frightening." She held the folder close to herself.
"Is he ill-tempered?"
"No."
"Then he's fine. I will make sure to be safe. Now, is everyone clear on not using their power while they're still here?"
"Yes. Barton has everyone wearing a certain device only visible to his eyes. He controls who can and cannot use their powers."
"Okay." I saw Oliver walking in my direction. I quickly glanced over to his direction letting her know that it's him.
"And what of the breakfast for today?"
"The pastry chefs are making Crumpets, scotch eggs, boiled eggs and toast sliders, scones, and we have leftover vegetables and potatoes making bubble and squeak. Some toast and marmalade that has been prepped for today. The marmalade should be wonderful. The farmers made peach, strawberry, blueberry, and a boysenberry. You're favorite."
"I'll be looking forward to that boysenberry. I'll make sure to personally thank the Bernards."
"They've also decided to serve strawberries and cream and Eton mess as a dessert."
"And what of the chefs?"
"They've given me photographs of the foods they'll be serving for breakfast.
She began to list the things on the list."We have a fried egg with Hazelnuts, Chanterelles, Green garlic, and blackberries." She gave me a picture to see how it looked like.
"Arya." Oliver stood beside Miriam and I looked up at him. "Miriam, how are you?'
"I'm great. And what of you?" She asked as she held the folder to her chest and stood aside.

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Arya
Fantasy"I am resolved, in the midst and heat of this battle, to live or die amongst you all. We were born to die, and if your day be today, so be it. We are united today to fight battles against our enemy. We will stand together and fight! While we stand t...