"Miss Laila! Good Morning."
Ning arrived at Heeran's Love an hour later when the sun had already risen high in the sky, with the two kids following next to him and a large beast behind him.
He looked at the plaster work he had done yesterday and how it had all solidified already. Today he would work on the paint.
The woman was busy with a knife, cutting something on a large bucket in the shop when they arrived. She looked at them as they came in. "Ah, these must be the kids you talked about," she said and walked up to them.
She smelled of fresh herbs and leaves, which Ning saw from his vantage point was what she had been cutting up.
"Welcome, you two," she said and looked at Emma. "You must be Ning's daughter."
"Hello, madam. I am Emma." Emma gave a respectful greeting, bowing a little in respect.
