Invitation

"You... How can this be? How are you here?" Lothur heard a thin voice coming from ahead of him, a tone he had heard only a few days ago.

Noticing that he already knew the owner of that voice, Lothur immediately paid attention to the three people in that store.

One of them was an old lady wearing an elegant outfit and an apron while working behind a counter that had several different bottles.

Another was a young woman who could not have been much older than Lothur and was holding a broom in her hands, cleaning the wooden floor in that area.

Finally, another woman was there, someone with beautiful violet hair. Still, instead of the attire of an attendant, this woman was wearing noble clothes, typically seen on civilians of good background.

And it was precisely this civilian who had called Lothur, who was at the moment looking at him in shock as she stood next to the lady replenishing medicine in some bottles.