Chapter 78: Lysara (part 1)

"Come," she said, motioning for him to follow. "I am Lysara, by the way. And you are?"

"Azure," he replies, stepping in line beside her. "Thank you, Lysara."

The guard watches him closely but doesn't speak, his presence a quiet reminder of Lysara's importance. As they move through the market, Azure can't help but glance at the curious stares following them. His outdated clothing and Lysara's regal demeanor make them an odd pair.

Lysara leads him to a tailor's shop, where vibrant fabrics and modern designs are on display. She waves a hand at the tailor, a sharp-eyed Vorran with silvery fur. "This one needs an outfit. Something practical, durable, and presentable. He's starting work today."

The tailor raises an eyebrow at Azure's attire but nods, quickly gathering measurements. Azure stands still, trying not to fidget as the tailor works. "You're quite generous," he says to Lysara as the tailor steps away to fetch some pre-made options.