Morning came too quickly for Maeve and Sinbad; after worrying about the upcoming day, they both awoke early. They decided to go make breakfast for the King and Queen to waste time.
Meanwhile, the King awoke after what seemed like an awfully realistic nightmare to the smell of bacon. He ignored the dream and made his way down to the kitchen to see what his beloved wife was cooking.
On entering the kitchen, he was greeted by two very quiet strangers that he vaguely remembered from somewhere.
"Oh, hello your majesty" said Maeve sweetly on noticing his arrival.
"Sleep well?" asked Sinbad kindly.
Um, not really" answered the bewildered King. "I'm sorry, but do I know you?"
Sinbad looked over to Maeve. She shrugged and decided he must have forgotten when the spell wore off.
"I'm Maeve" she smiled gently. "And this is Sinbad, we're your new slaves, remember?" She hoped to jog his memory and make him realize what had been happening lately. The King's eyes widened, these were the people from his dream…or was it a dream? Now he wasn't so sure.
"I've never had slaves" he told them, still awfully dazed.
"Of course you have" smiled Sinbad encouragingly. "You used to have hundreds until you swapped them for us. Although, technically only Maeve here is your slave, I belong to the Queen."
"You must be mistaken, my wife doesn't like slaves. She and I both think of slavery as shameful" answered the king shakily.
"Oh, well maybe you can ask the Queen at breakfast" smiled Maeve kindly as she finished frying the eggs. The King just nodded vaguely and went to sit in the dining hall to wait.