[He called out when he saw her bending to sniff the flowers, hands wringing together as he shifted from hoof to hoof. But she seemed no worse for wear and moved to make her way back to his side of the water with apparent ease. He took the flowers when she handed them to him, nose wrinkling a little at the enticing scent wafting up from them.]
We're not supposed to smell them. The faerie was quite clear on that, my dear. Why, what if something had happened?
[A mild scolding for her, but delivered out of concern as he fussed over the flowers, not begrudging her keeping one for herself. She had gone to get them, after all.]
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[He called out when he saw her bending to sniff the flowers, hands wringing together as he shifted from hoof to hoof. But she seemed no worse for wear and moved to make her way back to his side of the water with apparent ease. He took the flowers when she handed them to him, nose wrinkling a little at the enticing scent wafting up from them.]
We're not supposed to smell them. The faerie was quite clear on that, my dear. Why, what if something had happened?
[A mild scolding for her, but delivered out of concern as he fussed over the flowers, not begrudging her keeping one for herself. She had gone to get them, after all.]