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PAYTONNEVEREXPECTEDto find herself homeless, without a mother, around a fireside, with two strangers, eating the specialty of chef Tewksbury: mushrooms.
Tewksbury held a proud expression as he watched Enola eating his mushroom with a pleasant expression.
Proud for his accomplishment he turned to Payton, who had a mushroom on her hand examining it carefully. Tewksbury tappet his foot expectantly and Payton, closing her eyes tasted a piece of it.
But she didn't expect to finish it so quickly and she didn't expect a nobleman like him to be so capable.
"Wow..." she whispered in awe "I would've never believed that someone like you could cook."
"I'm not entirely an idiot, you know." He raised a brow at her, somewhat offended by her assumptions; yes, he might have been a nobleman, but that doesn't mean he didn't do anything useful.
She shook her head, chuckling lowly "I never said it."
Enola, who was watching the exchange between them, finally spoke "I've been thinking," she started as both of the two listened "you need to disguise yourself a little. How do you feel about your hair?"
