A lady in a splendid long dress stepped into the shop. She surveyed the surroundings, appreciating the aesthetics and the ambiance. She was amazed by what she beheld.
The shop was more modest than the ones she frequented, but it was well-arranged, spotless, and had a serene vibe to it. She fancied it.
"Greetings, madam," Damian welcomed her as he came out of his private enchantment room, "how may I serve you today?"
Damian observed her lavish clothes and her manner. She was evidently someone of high rank.
"You have a lovely place here," she commented, caressing the furniture gently, "but are you adept in enchantment? There are no other shops like this in Lemoria because of how arduous it is."
Frederic had told Damian that he might have a knack for enchantment. Why did he think that? Well, one needed to know how to wield mana properly to start doing it, and Damian knew many spells.
