Here's another chapter! I'm happy you guys liked the other one but this one is a bit short. BTW, I'm working on your request, nataliaxxoo. I'll have it up in a couple of days.
I was fixing a hole that was on the bottom of the carriage when I heard footsteps coming towards me. I glanced at the ground, seeing a shadow grow on the ground.
"I would like to ask you a question," Connor said.
I furrowed my brow as I moved from under the carriage. "Uh, yeah...?"
Connor cleared his throat, obviously uncomfortable. "What would you, as a woman, like as a present?"
I raised an eyebrow and wiped my sweaty forehead. "It's for Myriam from Norris, isn't it?"
"H-how did you know?" Connor asked rubbing his hands together.
"Well," I said getting up and wiping my hands on my pants. "Even though you're thick headed when it comes to women, even you wouldn't ask a woman you were trying to woo what she wanted for a present." I got a slight glare from Connor after saying that. "There isn't any eligible bachelorettes on the homestead besides me, Myriam, and Maria, but I'm pretty sure Maria's mom would kill Norris and you if either you came near her. And I'm pretty sure that Norris is deadly scared of me from the first time we met. Plus you and Mryiam obviously don't like each other like that."
Connor nodded. "So about my question."
I tapped my chin as I started to walk, Connor following next to me. "You know, I really have never thought about this. Maybe a new set of knives. Or maybe a new sword. Or chocolate."
Connor smiled slightly at my last suggestion. "But you would not like flowers, right?"
"Gosh, no. Flowers in houses reminds me of funerals." I stopped and looked at Connor. "Wait, Norris gave Myriam flowers? The girl who kills things then skins them and sells them for money? Who told you to give her flowers?"
"Prudence suggested it," Connor said as we started to walk again.
"Oh, well that explains it. But Myriam and Prudence are completely different women," I said.
Connor smiled a bit. "Thank you."
"Anytime," I said patting him on the arm. "Can you help me with the hole in the carriage? I'm gonna need an extra pair of hands."