Chapter 82 - Broken Promises
Colin pulled the full basket of sweaters up in his arms, and walked out of the room.
That was the last one.
For Belladonna, it had been some days since she had started sewing and selling, Raquel had helped her pick a logo and so far, business had been working fine.
In fact, it had been working great right from the very first day, which was something she had not expected but had happened anyway.
"Ah, my Lady, I almost forgot." Raquel said, rushing back into the room. Panting lightly as she dropped a small palm size sack on the dressing table. "Coins from the sales, My Lady."
Belladonna smiled, her gaze lingering on the small blue coin sack for only a moment before she stood up from the dressing chair, letting her body finally have a stretch.