Ariadne laughed. It was a bright, cheery noise like the sound of a bell ringing. "I'm sorry, I'm not laughing at you. It's just that...well, back home, I was sort of banned from the palace kitchens for being a menace."

It wasn't her fault. Not entirely. And the fire had only been a small one. Easily put out.

Curiosity was her nemesis sometimes.

"I don't have pots and pans or anything like that. But I do have herbs and some spices. Dried out fruit from the orchard. And in the summer, I should have fresh fruit."