A Collection Of Fine Muses

Finding the room on his right, he watched for a moment as the woman sat in her own little world, panting on the canvas before her. He glanced down at his watch, wondering for a moment if he had gotten the time wrong for their meeting. Eventually the man let out a cough to let his presence be known. The last thing he needed was to scare the woman, but walking up to her. “Pardon me, I’m looking for Olivia Hammon, that wouldn’t happen to be you, would it? 

“Y-yes. That’s me, but who are you?”

Dawns cheeks grew hot feeling a little embarrassed that she hadn’t remembered the man. “Well then forgive me, Professor Durin, for not introducing myself the first time.” A gentle smile formed on her lips as the name rang a bell. “Tell me, do you teach Music Theory at the University?” 

She was hoping he’d choose the garden, as it was her favorite place in the Palace. “Why is that?” She was naive and wasn’t sure how greenery fared in other climates. Jasmine started making her way to the door slowly, waiting for him to join her. She could assume they didn’t have much time left in Agrabah before their travels.

“That is true,” she nodded. Abby took a bite of her own burger as well. “This is so good,” she moaned. 

“Do you think I could paint you later?” He asked. “Maybe if I worked on something else instead of the current piece, it might make it easier to finish it.”

She giggled. “I might need you to help holding me up,” she told him. “My legs do feel like jello.” They actually were a little wobbly, and she loved it. “And hopefully I don’t have anything running down my thighs.” 

“I came in my own car,” she told him. “But I don’t think I’m going to be able to move until at least noon tomorrow. If that’s okay with you.” She didn’t want to overstay her welcome. 

“You will. Soon,” she told him. She leaned her head against his shoulder, arm wrapping around his arm. “Tell me about your home again.” When they left, that’s where they would be heading. 

“And when the morning has just broke, there is fresh dew on the grass and a gentle fog in the air. The first breath ye take out in the start of a new day, standing there on the doorstep of the house, is almost the same as the first breath ye take when ye entered the world.”

“Well I hope he doesn’t have to fight. The world is a bit different than when we met. I bet he’ll charm all the girls, though,” she grinned. “That hasn’t changed, especially if he looks more like you.” 

“In a minute,” she told him. “I don’t think I can move right now.” She smiled over at him so he’d know that it wasn’t because they’d been hurt. Only because she wanted to be lazy. 

She nodded. Tink felt the fatigue set in. She definitely needed the rest. After a moment, she lifted herself from her seat and started up the stairs. 

“Yes, they’re brand new to training so he’ll want you in the round pen with them to start.” She told him with a smile. “I have to give the goat family check ups tomorrow. Including the kids. Tomorrow’s their first one so that should be fun.” She said with a laugh. 

“You are, as I expected from a king. Well mannered and respectful.” She promised him and leaned into him a bit. Enjoying the closeness and safety she felt that came with being near him. “I will keep that in mind, I will let you know if I am uncomfortable. But currently I am not.” She breathed out. 

“We should finish soon. We cant make the other wait for too long, otherwise they will come looking for us.”

“That’s how my great grandfather started too.” She admitted. “Then when he saved enough money, he bought this land and horses and built everything. It’s been in our family for three generations now.” She told him fondly. “We’re all family here, we help each other. My brothers work on the farm too and we have outside hires as well for the mucking and the feeding.”