The young princess wanted to respond, to explain, but how could she? Even if she could speak the words jumbled in her head as she tried to understand the full breadth of her situation.

She glanced up at Rhy and then took the offered paper and pencil. It didn't take a terribly long time but within a few minutes, she had a neatly penned list of components that she needed to make the honey-sweet bread she'd learned to make from the chief's wife months before.

Luna hoped that the list wasn't too long. She didn't want to take too much of Rhys's money after earing a bit of her own.