A Cold Homecoming

After lunch and wrapping up work for the day, I told everyone to go do their own thing. Of course, I made a beeline for the high-end boutiques.

I was dressed in a light green dress, my long hair braided to one side, channeling a classic, timeless elegance.

"Mrs. Ashford, Mr. Ashford said your Englysian isn't the best, so how about I join you for some shopping? I'm fluent in three languages," Harpe