“Yes,” she answered, “I can see how much it doesn't disgust you by that face you made. We're not going to agree on that point, are we? The meat eating? I'm sorry, but that's part of what I do. I help people have abundance and bounty, and yes, a lot of animals are raised for just the reasons you listed.”
At least he was reasonable enough to understand the need, even if he didn't like it. Rosmerta gave him a gentle smile. “But I don't need to talk about it. And if we ever have a meal together, I'll try to... refrain. Well, probably not tonight, because I'm starving, but in the future, I'll try not to eat meat in front of you. Since it obviously bothers you. There's no reason that we can't try to get along for the next year.”
Which, she realized was more than a small change of attitude on her part.
“I'm sorry.” And Rosmerta truly was. Cernunnos was not the terrible person she'd thought he was. Not that she agreed with this bride a year thing, she still wasn't onboard with that idea, particularly since she was the current bride. But he wasn't a bad guy overall, and he was being pretty generous about her earlier anger. “I shouldn't have taken it out on you since it wasn't really you I was mad at. If you don't mind... I really could use some help getting all the flowers out of my hair. I'm afraid if I leave them in there much longer, they're going to sprout, there's so many of them. Who knew flowers could feel heavy?”