"There's an inn up ahead to the left I think Jarren!" Kaye shouted as she pointed through they heavy rain. Jarren nodded and led his horse over to what was sure enough an inn. He slid off and helped Kaye down as they ran in and out of the rain. About an hour before finding the town it had started raining. Not hard but enough to be annoying. Then as they reached the outskirts of the town it had begun to downpour. The heavy, dark, gray clouds released their water and soon drenched Kaye and Jarren. He would be surprised if they didn't catch a cold. He walked over to the landlord dripping wet and asked for two rooms. Luckily they had some available. The stable boy, a young boy of about fifteen or so, ran out into the rain grabbed their packs.
"Here miss." He said enthusiastically as he handed Kaye her pack and put Jarren's on the ground. Kaye took it and smiled a little at the blonde.
"Thank you." The boy grinned and ran out to put the horse in the stable. Jarren shook his head as he led the way up to their rooms.
Kaye removed her wet clothing and dried herself with the white towel on the dresser by a large shuttered window. Luckily her pack had been water proof and her spare clothes had remained dry. She slipped into her servants dress and combed the rain out of her hair. Instinctively her mind told her to go help the landowner with the work. Well who was she to argue with instinct?
"You want to work?" The landowner asked quite surprised. Kaye nodded and pointed to stack of dirty plates in desperate need of cleaning.
"I've been trained to do this kind of work my whole life. You look like you need some extra help anyway so please allow me to clean for you. I'm not asking for money or anything, just to work." The plump man in front of her fingered his chin in thought before smiling.
"Very well. Thank you kindly young miss." Kaye smiled.
"It's Kaye sir. Please address me by Kaye." The man laughed deeply and Kaye immediately took a liking to him.
"Kaye then, well shall we start with the dishes then?" Kaye nodded and rolled her sleeves up. Soon the dishes were done with. The white china sparkled and the wood and tin shone with the hard effort that Kaye had put into their cleaning. The landowner, whom had told Kaye to call him Mr. Gafford, came in and whistled appreciatively. "My you are good. I haven't had any time lately but thanks to you my hide has been saved from the Mrs. for a while longer yet. She normally does the kitchen work around here but she's in bed with the baby and all. Haven't had time to hire any help." Kaye smiled.
"Well that's what I'm here for. Is there anything else? You said your wife mostly works I in the kitchen most of the time right? Can I cook for supper…or anything like that?"
"Can you cook?" Mr. Gafford asked almost pleadingly. Kaye smiled. He rushed out and came back with a menu. "These are the foods we serve, can you cook them?" The green eyed girl examined the food and nodded.
"I can…all but these two; I'm not sure what they are exactly."
"Ah, those are my wife's specialties. If you want you could make something else in their place." Kaye nodded and set to work. Right as she finished making the first of the food the stable boy came in with four orders. He blushed when he saw her.
"I-I didn't know you were here!" He exclaimed. She smiled and took the paper full of orders on it.
"Could you go back and tell these people that these two dishes aren't available at the moment?" The blonde boy nodded and ran out. Kaye rolled her eyes. Great I've got an unwanted fan. The stable boy, whose name was Connor, seemed to be very eager to do everything Kaye asked. He informed her that the customers were incredibly happy with her food and had requested to meet the cook. Kaye simply shook her head shyly and continued in making the desserts. This is so nice…it feels like…how a home…should be…