~Talfen, the capital of Coldshore~
~The City Square~
The store owner gnashed his teeth in misery; sure, he had added money to the actual price, the fabric was still very high quality. It shouldn't sell for no lower than eight silver coins per length.
However, the feeling of the bodyguard's heavy stare on him made him swallow down his protest, "And how many lengths would you like?" He asked instead, his high-pitched voice going even higher.
"Five," Reqiel replied, having a difficult time keeping his nonchalant demeanor from how excited he was.
The store owner packed up his order in a hurry, handing it to the young mister and flinching when the bodyguard snatched it up instead.
Andras paid the jumpy store owner and then went after Reqiel who was already onto his next quest, catching up to the Angel who surprised him at every turn.
Reqiel grinned brightly at him as they continued down the path, "I didn't think that would work."
