"Remember, they need to have their meals at 8 am, 12 am, 4 pm and 6 pm," Chavu told Alaric, who was nodding along. The prince patted his bottomless bag.
"I have enough apples and berries in here to feed an army of gnomes," he said with a grin. "Don't worry. They will be fine."
"And don't let them drink alcohol. With how small they are, they might get sick," Chavu continued on, just as worried as before.
"Also, don't give them candy. We don't want them to get addicted to the stuff," Marcellus spoke from his spot next to Chavu, a hand twined with the Naga's.
"No candy, no beer. I get it," Alaric found it cute that the two were treating the gnomes like their own children. Honestly, it spoke volumes about how well the green-haired little people were treated. "Now, tell them goodbye, so we can leave."
The two moved towards the back of the wagon, where three gnomes were waiting for them.