Strawberries

Lola/Bash

Don't own anything

Lifting the hem of her dress she smiled to herself as she moved through the castle passing through the other lady's in waiting, giving each a nod as she found the kitchen door, pushing it open and smiling as the busyness of the room took over her senses with smells and sights. Moving as she took a small empty basket with a simple handle nearby, grabbing a small cloth in order to line the basket, leaving enough room in the cloth to be able to be folded over.

"I don't see many of you in the kitchen" came a familiar voice from behind her. Lola turned and bowed slightly, he responded by nodding his head in slight acknowledgement.

"many of me?" she asked questioningly as she spotted what she was after just a few tables away, but she didn't want to give it away, returning to face the man before her. She raised an eyebrow in challenge. "what is that supposed to mean?"

"Ladies in waiting. Especially ones so close to the Queen" He moved forward, his eye catching sight of the basket. "high position in the servant hierarchy and all that"

"I happen to know a few of the cooks and servants here" she responded, who did he think he was? Huffing as she turned back around, fixing the cloth so it sat neatly within that tiny basket. "not all of us are free to roam and come and go as we please"

"true. But I recall passing one of your friends with food for lady Mary" Bash raised an eyebrow, "so clearly a basket is not entirely necessary"

Lola turned, flashing him a devilish smile, "can you keep a secret?"

"no one to tell a secret to" he shrugged, before he looked into the direction her eyes had darted to with hunger in her eyes. "Strawberries?"

"my favourite" She whispered as she continued to look in the direction of the red berries. "we didn't get them much in Scotland"

"really?" he gave a laugh in disbelief.

"a luxury only for the queen" Lola muttered almost to herself, remembering the words of her mother.

"wait here" With that he moved towards the red berries, looking around, as if to make sure none of the cooks were looking as he picked up a small collection of them within his palms.

"Bash?" she felt her voice shake as he moved quickly and quietly, "what are you doing"

"Sh" he replied, dropping the strawberries within the baskets before using the edge of the cloth to cover what was inside the basket. "no one will notice"