Sacrifices

Mara stepped forward, she held out a small, specially woven basket. "It's not much, but I packed you some lunch. In case you get hungry while you're out job hunting," Mara said with her eyes gleaming with pure intentions.

Zafron's face lit up as he took the basket. "Mara, this is wonderful! Thank you so much." He lifted the lid, inhaling the delicious aroma wafting from within. "Is that your famous spiced lamb?"

Mara nodded, her earlier timidity melting away at his enthusiastic response. "And some fresh bread and fruit. I wanted to make sure you had a good meal."

Matilda on hearing this simply rolled her eyes in an exasperated manner. Although Zafron was too busy gushing over Mara to notice this little gesture Matilda made.

'So she had plans too huh?' Matilda thought bitterly.