Nervously, Margaret walks back to the apothecary and bounds up the stairs—she has no idea why she did that. Her hands shake as she hastily unwraps the rabbit, breaking the animal down before placing it in a pan on the small stove before stoking the fire into a blaze. Quickly, she dices the vegetables and adds some fresh butter and herbs to them before placing the second pan next to the first. As they begin to slowly sizzle, she covers them with a lid. Gathering up plates, silverware and two mugs, she carries them downstairs.

The only thing of centaur height in the apothecary is the long counter in front...