Back in the living room, the younger generation talked with their new guest. They were also even friendlier to him now, because he came with gifts—cookies and tarts. Their stock was almost gone, and they didn’t dare eat them carelessly.
Now, they could!
The Golds looked at the tanned man in curiosity. "I didn’t think I’d see an Alterran here so soon," Otto said, leisurely placing his chin on knuckle. "How can we help you? You mentioned that this was a personal trip?"
Helios scratched the back of his neck, feeling a bit awkward. "I… this is a bit presumptuous but I am looking for someone, and you’re the only ones I know here."
He did not know he could be such a hopeless romantic, but it is what it is.
The Golds looked at each other and then to him. "Who is it?" they asked, very curious. How could he know someone other than them all the way here?
"It’s a person from Dune Town. Her name is Sahara," Helios said, direct to the point. "She’s the daughter of the lord there. According to my investigation, it’s likely that she is here."
Otto and Obi looked at each other and shook their heads. Before Helios could feel sad though, they heard an exclamation from Olga.
"Sahara?" Olga uttered, her back straightened a bit. This made Helios’ eyes sparkle in hopefulness as he looked at her.
"You know her?"
"Yes, she was my customer," she said. Olga liked her and thought she had a beautiful, clean, image in contrast to the other noble women who were practically painting their faces.
She used Sahara as a model for her products and the effect had been great. She also paid the girl some amount. Surprisingly, after the shop closed, she stayed behind and proposed to open up a deal with her territory.
Speaking of that… she should come by here within the day…
Olga looked at the man curiously. "How’d you meet?"
"I… was assigned to Ferrol for a while, and I encountered her there."
As he said this, the man was blushing a bit. Fortunately for him, Olga had some tact and didn’t push him to tell her more. freewēbnoveℓ.com
Still… Olga couldn’t help but recall the woman’s… bulging stomach.
She saw it when she let the other girl fit one of her dresses to model. It was not yet so big, but the fitted dress made the bulge a little obvious.
She didn’t think too much of it at the time but, looking at how frantic the man in front of her was, she couldn’t help but come to her own conclusions.
And they were juicy.
Was this what the Alterrans called an ’interesting tea’?
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