“That sounds like a challenge, fair maiden.” She made a slightly mocking bow. “I will win the favor of the princess,” She was being theatrical now, voice light with teasing, “with the best of delicacies of my trade.”
Thora has to roll her eyes at the theatrics of the shorter woman. She could see why the Captain liked her company. No doubt Sam kept him on his toes and made him laugh. “As you wish, please, lead the way. Unless you wish to take a more direct route than walking?”
She paused in her teasing and straightened. “What you mean fly? But I don’t… Oh.. Oh..” She grins. “Fire away, Keptin.” Her nose wrinkled as she laughed at her terrible joke.