She flushes, and her soul overflows with joy at his words. "Thank you, Skellig. I could ask for no greater gift."

"How do you like your eggs?"

The bread is starting to stale a little, no preservatives or dough conditioners HERE, but the eggs are fresh and there are some dried herbs and salt to give them some seasoning. There's also honey, for someone with a sweet tooth. Oh, and beer. Beer is the breakfast drink of champions, right?