Old man’s products

Viru held the elven woman in his hands. Her tired complexion due to malnutrition made him feel terribly sorry for her.

'Guards!'

Shouted the old man as he released the elf from her schakles.

Couple of guards ran into the room, obeying his command.

'Take her upstairs to the clean room so that she can refresh herself and then feed her something so she can regain her strength.'

Ordered the Old man.

'You better treat her nice!'

Said Luro as he turned his gaze toward the old man and the guards.

'You need not worry anymore, my dear customer. I shall see to it that she gets the best care till she leaves with you.'

Assured the Old man.

The elven woman raised her head weakly and saw Viru's golden shade of silver eyes. A genuine sense of trust flowed through her. With almost no strength left in her body,

'My daughter…'

.

.

'where is she..?'

She mumbled and turned unconscious immediately.