Adelhard gapes like a landed fish at the wonderful pile of food that Amalasuntha sits in front of his nose. "Many thanks, fair maid! It looks to be as delicious as you are beautiful." The compliment is follow by a wink and a grin. Yes, he is a shameless flirt!

"I am pleased my silly rhymes amuse you all of you ladies. I fear I shall have to take up residence in your kitchen and be your dishwasher for many moons in order to pay for all of this. Although," he looks over at Beatrix, "if I keep getting paid in food, then I would not mind being the honorary saga writer for the Red Boar. Because if I keep eating like this, I shall soon be so fat that I cannot move!"

"So tell me, pretty maids," he continues, "what other wonders can be found in these lands?"