Part 49

As the carriage neared the fashion street, the green of the Castle faded into the bustling, concrete, narrow streets. Although it took quite some time for us to navigate the way, my dear friend Athea. She had kept all conversation about on dits from the ton and various other nonsensical gossips I did not bother with.

The omega had been impatient to spend time with me and bought her family carriage for us to travel. We walked arm in arm on our way to the boutique. It was one of the most classy, high-class shops nestled on the elite side of the town with glass doors and a guard at the main gate.

My head whirled most pleasantly as we slid through, inhaling an essence of rose and vanilla.

“What do you think?”

“It’s certainly something.”

Athea was here to get a dress for her cousin’s birthday. She wanted me to tag along so we could explore the street together and have lunch.

A stranger's movement from the corner caught my eye as I looked up from Athea’s words. Upon further inspection,