
"Far…?"
Saraina smiled shyly, "Oh! I thought you were dad in here making breakfast! He must still be asleep…"
"Farfetch'd!" he gave her a nod, still stirring the pot.
Saraina walked over to the pot and peered inside, taking a whiff, "Mmm! Looks and smells delicious as usual, Farfetch'd! It looks to be about ready. I'll go upstairs and see if I can wake up dad."
