Destrian shook his head, “I thank you, fair maiden, but I must stay with my steed for the night. Thou art kind to offer. By Merlin or my steed, I will make it back to Camelot.” The lady then mentioned food and Destrian felt his stomach rumble, “I suppose I could eat. Where does one get sustenance, fair maiden?” He asked looking around.
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