~Talfen, the capital of Coldshore~
~The City Square~
Reqiel shared another look with Andras before hurrying forward after the seamstress. She was far too quick for someone with such little legs.
Andras had no choice but to follow, he could just wait outside the private room but it was a far better option than standing aimlessly in front of the store.
Reqiel noticed something odd as the followed the lady down a hallway that was stuffed with bales of fabric covered with dusty sheets to show that they had been there for quite some time. Although the store was quite grand, they were yet to see another worker but the seamstress, it was unnerving.
She got to the end of the hallway and stopped, throwing open the door to a room and gesturing at him to enter.
Reqiel did so timidly, her eyes were so stern and although he never had a mother, he instinctively felt that if he did, that is what she would be like if she was upset with him.