Neither of them said anything, it was Mr Irving that broke the ice. "Princess?"
"Are you done?" They were all taken aback by his words, but Cyrena tried to mask hers with a side smile.
"I am."
"Good, nice and sad story, but if that is what
you came to say, I am afraid here ain't a place for bedtime stories. Now if you may excuse me princess, my apprentice would see you out."
She laughed a little and replied him saying, "My, my! Are you chasing a customer out?" She asked, pretending to be shocked and disappointed.
"I never expected you to threat women this way. Let alone a customer."
"Customers who take here to be a bedtime story house would be treated as such. Customer you say," he scoffed, "You are just here for trouble."
"I am not."
"Then state what you want."
"Haven't I said it before?"
"What?" He arched his eyebrows at her and looked at her questioningly.
