She was finally starting to feel better. Alot. Aolis was safe and sleeping upstairs and the moon was starting it's new phase. Strength and color returning to her she was able to resume her busy work. And excitedly she would be able to attend her sister like figure's opera opening.

The musical chimes above the door gave a cheerful lil ditty as the door was opened, catching her attention. A soft shade swath of silk was folded over her arm as she looked over, a warm smile offered to the woman who was peeking in.


"Good morning Miss. I am a seamstress." A gesture with her free hand she ushered the woman in.
"Please, please. Come inside and out of the cold. Warm yourself by the hearth. Tell me, how might I help you?" She was looking for specifics of the dresses the woman wished. 'Need some dresses' left a large array of ideas after all.

Violet tainted blue eyes looked in the dark woman, already able to figure that the clothing would be a darkly color.

A giggle sounded from her but she would smile kindly and take the sketches offered. Flipping through them she gave a few nods, even listening to the woman's words. "Oh yes. I can do this. The visual aid is a lot of help too."

Suddenly Sera's pale cheeks flare a dark shade of red. Stripes? Egads! "So is there any particular fabric you wish? Or just go with what I think will look the best? And how many do you wish?" She placed her sheepish self back to observing the sketches. They really shouldn't take long and she had plenty of black and crimson fabrics scattered around. Hmm.

"Oh nonsense! You can pay for it when you pick up the gowns. I can have them ready in two days but you can pay a little at a time until they are paid off. I don't require the payment all at once."

A hand lifts from the papers to gently pat the woman's hand kindly. She seemed so nervous. Sera never had anyone but Aolis nervous around her, and that was for a completely different reason!

I will get right to work on them after lunch. I need something in my belly to work properly." Giggling out she blushes and lowers her hand from the woman's and to her stomach. She was starving actually, working right through breakfast.

Her stomach tightened at the aroma though she seemed completely confused as to it's origin. Sera could not cook. In fact her brother use to tease her stating her cooking was equal to that of a biological weapon! She still remembers him saying that he felt nothing but pity for the man who she fell in love with and had to put up with her cooking. And by such a strange twist of fate the man she was falling for could cook! And fate knows you gotta love a man who knows how to cook!

Violet tainted blues watched as Aolis moved, a giggle springing from her lips as he waggled his brow. He is so cute. And she found herself blushing a touch at the thought. "Oh of course, Aolis. You know you are welcomed as long as you wish to stay but really..you don't need to clean or cook." Even if I can't cook worth a lick. She nearly sighed at the thought, still observing him even as he prepared a place for the tray. Was he staring at her? He did that a lot and she wasn't sure how to react to that. "Huh? Oh a herb garden. That would be lovely! If I knew how to cook." She giggled out in embarrassment then turned attention to her customer. "Best eat something or you might insult the cook." She offered Abby a kind smile and turned back to Aolis as he stepped to her side.

The blush deepened as she felt Aolis' nimble fingers against her hair, heart beating swiftly in her chest. His words were almost missed in the fluttering of her heart. Fingers curled to his hand as she reached up, gently pressing them against his trembling hand. Her voice lowered as she spoke to him, not wishing to worry Abby. "I..can't let you. I don't want to see you hurt..please understand. I was so worried sick while you were missing.." Her eyes rose to meet his hoping he would understand. But even then she had a gut feeling that even if she didn't want it, he would still do it. He would still attempt to protect her.

Aolis smiled, faintly, and pulled a step away. He felt the uneasiness in Sera, and knew that perhaps he had stepped too far. He had assumed too much.

Setting the tray on the table for the girls, he turned to Abby and took her hand, kissing it slightly and bowing. "A pleasure, Lady Abby. Please, do not leave on my account. Sit, finish your business, and enjoy a bit of food. I must..." His voice choked on these last words, sadness in his eyes, but he knew that he must go. Sera was far beyong his reach, and really, should he submit her to this? After all, he was a nothing, forsaken by his own family. He was a fool to think that he was worthy of a Princess such as this."..I must go. Lady Abby, Lady Sera, enjoy. Excuse me."

Turning, he hurried to the back to clean up the mess he'd left in Sera's kitchen, tears rimming his eyes. He had to go. It was not fair to do this to Sera.

Abby, a bit unsettled to intrude, rose from her seat and watched Sera for a moment, before murmuring to her. "There is no rush for the dresses. Here is my card, it has my address on them. I will come by when they are done. Take care, Sera. "

Smiling warmly, she reached to lay a gentle hand on the seamstress's shoulder, and quietly let herself out.