shape of stars. ‘And this one for next week...’ Gizel glanced at the remaining fabrics. ‘Please choose something according to your own judgement. I trust your taste completely.’
‘As Your Royal Highness wishes.’ Shehedes curtsied and began folding the fabrics by hand.
The elf seemed undecided and looked closely at some of the fabrics, examining their texture with her fingers. Draco, more interested in magic than the fabrics themselves, watched the owner of the shop, hoping that the heavy bales would return to their places as they had come. However, something else caught his attention. A folded piece of paper suddenly slipped out from under one of the bales and almost immediately disappeared into Gizel's hand.
‘Yes, these will do. Thank you, Siti.’ The elf turned to the dragon with a radiant smile. ‘Now we can check out other shops and see what's new and popular in Atlantis.’
Draco offered his arm to the duchess, but the elf managed to catch his gaze focused on the hand in which the note had disappeared.
‘Some things are easier to hide in the brightest place,’ she whispered in the dragon's ear.
