The ninth month of the year, Selah, welcomed itself as time seemed to quickly pass both for the mundane life of one and for those lurking in the darkness.
"Vivien, take your little Aya with you and leave for some vacation. You two should at least deserve much rest." Looking at the stack of documents in regards to the performance; both improvements and setbacks of Dregan's Maritime Merchantry, Deibella casually suggested.
Even though she was officially known as the appointed Secretary of this growing business, Deibella could be said to be the master in the shadows, who was the main reason for the sudden spike of interest from other unaffiliated nobles.
"If that's what Miss Deibella wishes, then I will fulfill it." Vivien, donning a semi-formal dress with pale blue colored fabric, lowered her head.
