She hadn’t been able to find a buyer for the house and forge yet but there had been inquiries in renting the forge and that was the next best thing as far as Venibeth was concerned. She had a little money set aside that she used as a down payment on the shop and the apartment behind it, the monthly rents from the forge would pay for the mortgage and any money she made sewing would cover her other expenses. Or so she hoped.
Veni looked around the little shop, adjusting a dress dummy in the window so that it displayed the crimson and cream colored dress at its best angle. The window itself gleamed brightly in the sunlight that filtered through the usual canopy of clouds hovering over Darkshire. The counters shone with fresh polish and...
Venibeth watched the twins running across the yard, trying to keep up with the bigger kids. She laughed merrily as Aiden and Emmaline scurried by, their stubby little legs churning up the dust.
“Now that’s a sound I haven’t heard in a while. It sounds good on you.”
The mage gave her companion a sidelong glance and smiled, “It feels good. Thanks again for taking us in Jacy. I know we really don’t fit the criteria for residents here but I really couldn’t stay in that house anymore.”
“I understand and I don’t think anyone could find fault in allowing the three of you to stay here. Honestly, even if they did I wouldn’t care. You came here in your time of need and that’s basically the service this house provides....