Side Chapter: So, It’s A Date

Side Chapter: So, It’s A Date

Side Chapter: So, Its A Date

The day before the Festival of the Gods...

Gwen nibbled on her sandwich as she ran through the early morning streets of Hollow Shade. It was a simple meal, a chunk of cheese jammed in between a sliced loaf of bread. Her mother insisted that she should eat more, but that would require Gwen to wait for breakfast. The family cook never served breakfast until Gwens father got out of bed, which was always past sunrise, far too late for Gwen.

It was fine, really. She didnt need much to eat if it meant she could get to work before sunrise. The trade-off was worth it.

Gwen arrived at the front gate, pulled out her name-plate, and presented it to the on-duty guard. He glanced at the bronze name-plate, nodded, and let her through.

Gwen dashed past him without a word and made her way to the stables at the back of the apartments. She slipped under the stable fence and tiptoed her way to the final stall in the stable.

Unlike the others, this stall had enclosed walls and an actual door instead of a flimsy fence and latch. Gwen paused in front of the door. She brushed off any crumbs left on her trousers, patted down her frayed hair, and breathed into the palm of her to check her breath.

It didnt matter that Gwen had to wake up before dawn, nor that she skipped breakfast. Shed gladly pay the price. After all, she had the best job in the world.

Gwen cleared her throat and knocked on the door, Rhiannon, may I come in?

...Uh-huh, came a muffled voice from behind the door.

Gwen opened the door and smiled brightly, Good morning, Rhiannon!

Rhian was sprawled over her enormous bed, a silk blanket haphazardly wrapped around her four legs. Her sleek black hair covered half her face, including the freckles Gwen was so fond of. The centaur had clearly only woken up, which wasnt unusual, in fact, quite the opposite.

...Mornin Rhian yawned.

Did you sleep well? Gwen quickly busied herself with cleaning the clothes and toys strewn about the floor.

Rhians master was a scary mage who hissed at strangers and bit the ones he disliked, which were many. But he was very kind to his centaur, buying her whatever she wanted. He even paid to have two stalls be completely remodeled into an ornate room for Rhian, equipped with a full-body mirror, two dressers, and the largest bed Gwen had ever seen. This place was even nicer than her fathers bedroom.

Such large spending was not uncommon among high society. Many aristocrats spent lavish amounts of gold to dress up their beast-kin pets. But what made Rhians master odd was that he spent so much time at the stables. He usually sat next to her and read one book or another until the late hours of the night. He seemed to genuinely care for his centaur, not as a pet, but as a person, something rarely seen in any rider.

Despite his standoffish attitude, Gwen begrudgingly respected him for that. As for Rhian, well, she adored the mage known as Stryg.

Gwen was a bit envious of their close bond, but shed never dare voice her opinion.

Hey, Gwen?

She jumped, startled from her thoughts. Huh? Ah, yes, Rhiannon?

Rhians thin lips curled into a smile, I need your help.

Anything, said Gwen without hesitance.

Rhian glanced around as if someone might be listening.

My master entrusted me with a secret mission, Rhian whispered.

Gwen ran to the door, opened it a tad, and peeked out to make sure no one was eavesdropping. None of the other stablehands had yet to arrive, which made sense since all their shifts technically started in a few hours.

Gwen closed the door, locked it, and nodded with confidence, The coast is clear.

Well done, soldier, said Rhian seriously.

Thank you, maam. I do what I can, maam.

Okay, so, Felis birthday is coming up soon.

Your riders wife? Gwen asked.

She had seen the purple-haired beauty in the stables more recently. Since Stryg left on his trip, Feli would usually take Rhian on a ride every day. Gwen envied Feli for this too, but shed never admit her thoughts in front of Rhian.

Rhian nodded, Yeah, thats the one. My master already bought her a gift, some fancy book I think, but he wanted to get her something with more style too. He doesnt know a lick about fashion, which is why he placed me in charge of getting her something nice.

Gwen nodded and rubbed her chin, I see, it makes sense. You are a show-horse, bred to be in the limelight. You probably had classes in fashion and the like since you were young.

Mhm, I just dont know where to go. There are so many stores in the Trade District, Im not sure which are the best. I was hoping you could show me around.

Of course, Id love to, Gwen smiled. The only question is how large is your budget?

Right, um, one sec, Rhian rummaged through one of her drawers. Ah, here we are, she pulled out a small leather pouch, it jingled with the clack of coins.

How much is that? Gwen asked curiously.

Rhian opened the pouch and mumbled under her breath as she counted its contents, Um, 20 gold coins, is that enough?

Gwen choked, Pardon?

20 gold coins were enough to buy a small house in the Bourge District!

Its not enough? Damn it, I should have asked him for more, Rhian clicked her tongue.

Ah, no, thats not what I meant. Its more than enough money, Gwen shook her head vehemently.

Really? Rhians grey eyes brightened.

Definitely. Although, with that kind of coin, were better off going to the high-end stores in the Villa District. Ive never gone inside any of those places, but I hear its where all the rich folk go to buy their clothes and jewelry.

Ooh, that sounds exciting, Rhian stood up.

The visiting crowds for the festival should be gone in a few days, our best bet is going sometime after that.

But Felis birthday is on the same day as the festival.

The Festival of the Gods? Thats tomorrow! Why didnt you tell me sooner!?

Oh? Oh I forgot, hehe, Rhian bonked her own head playfully.

Gwen sighed, We wont have much time, the streets have only been getting more crowded, itll only be worse tomorrow. We need to leave now if we have any chance to beat the crowds.

Okay. So, its a date then, Rhian nodded.

...Date?

Gwens face turned beet-red. Did Rhian mean date as in friends hanging out? Of course, thats what she meant. Someone as wonderful as Rhian wouldnt be interested in the 5th daughter of a small-time merchant. Who was Gwen kidding? But But, what if Rhian wasnt, what if she actually did mean a date in a romantic sense?

Gwen felt her stomach twist into knots.

Yeah, itll be like when we went to the spa. That was a lot of fun! Rhian smiled.

Right the spa, she sighed.The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))

The spa trip was one of Gwens best memories. She got to spend the day relaxing inside an indoor hot spring while getting to stare at Rhians beautiful, naked bo-

She shook her head. Focus, Gwen.

Now was not the time to be daydreaming. Besides, that spa trip had nothing romantic about it. Rhian played in the water the entire time and kept dancing around naked in front of the other guests.

Shall we get going then? Rhian asked.

Uh, yeah, let me brush your coat and hair first.

Kay, but only if I get to do your hair.

Fine, but nothing too extravagant like last time.

Deal.

So, where is this friend of yours? Kate asked.

Shes in the jewelry section. Actually, I should probably go find her, so if youll excuse me, Gwen nodded and turned to leave.

Thats funny, because we just came from there and we didnt see anyone, said Kate.

What? Gwen wrinkled her brow.

Are we sure this isnt an imaginary friend? Mia whispered loudly.

No, shes real. Her name is Rhiannon and she is a centaur, Gwen gripped the edge of her hem.

A centaur? Jenna snorted.

Your friend is a work-horse? Now it makes sense, Mia nodded.

Gwen glared at them, No, uh-uh. Say what you want about me, but you dont get to laugh at her. Rhiannon is amazing. She isnt a work-horse, she was trained from little to be a show-horse and shes one of the best performers out there. And shes beautiful, talented, funny, and an outright badass. She even fought in the defense of Castle Mora.

Wow, she seems almost too good to be true, if you know what I mean, Mia chuckled.

Gwen, honey, no one is judging you. You dont need to lie. Its okay, Jenna said with a cooing voice.

Not really, Kate muttered and rolled her eyes.

Im not lying, Gwen frowned. Her bottom lip quivered.

Oh no, I think shes about to cry, Mia gasped dramatically.

A maid burst through the door.

Ah, perfect. I was hoping to buy the dress on display, Jenna smiled and pointed at the glass casket.

The maid pushed Jenna aside without hesitation.

Ow! What was that for!? Jenna scowled.

The maid ignored her, pulled out a feather duster, and wiped away any smudge on the glass casket display.

Hey, Im talking to you! Jenna yelled.

Two more maids walked into the room and stepped aside, one on each side of the door. All three maids bowed down to their waist and stood still.

...Whats going on? Kate asked uncertainly.

As if on cue a young vampiress walked into the room. Everyone gasped a hollow breath. The woman was dressed in an eloquent black dress with a pale red lining. She wore a hat with a wide brim and a crimson feather, yet there was no mistaking the beauty hiding underneath the hats shadow.

It cant be, Kates eyes widened.

The merchant princess, Mia mumbled.

L-lady Mora, Jenna stuttered.

Maeve glanced around the room, Yes, this room should have something promising.

Great! Rhian walked in behind her. Hey, thanks again for showing me around.

You saved my life from the Cairn, this is the least I can do, Maeve said calmly as she perused the clothes lined throughout the shelves.

Rhian smiled wide, Gwen! There you are. I bumped into Maeve, it turns out she is last-minute shopping for the Festival too!

Im doing an inspection of the new merchandise, Maeve corrected.

Rhian nodded, Anyways, she offered to show me around, with the both of you helping, Im sure well find a great gift!

Thats great, Gwen smiled and wiped her eyes.

C-centaur, Kate pointed with a shaky finger.

Gwen, were you crying? What happened? Rhian frowned.

Nothing, dont worry about it, Gwen shook her head.

Rhian looked over at the three young women in the room. They shuffled their feet and looked away under her gaze.

Ah! You must be those bitches! Rhian yelled.

Gwen coughed.

Eh? Kates jaw went slack.

Excuse me? Mia frowned.

Have these three caused a problem? Maeve asked coldly.

Yep. Give me a spear and Ill make it disappear, Rhian growled.

Wait, I think theres been some kind of horrible misunderstanding, Jenna raised her hands.

Dream on, you cow. No one messes with my Gwen! So what if she isnt rich? That doesnt give you the right to mess with her! Gwen gives it her all every day, she works harder than any of you could ever dream of! I am Rhiannon of Ebon Hollow and Ill be damned before letting a friend of mine get attacked right in front of me!

Rhian stood up on her two hind legs and prepared to pummel and crush the women underneath her hooves. The three women screamed and fell back, crumbling to the floor in terror.

Maeve cleared her throat, Ahem, Rhian, as much as I admire your zeal, Id prefer it if you dont splatter blood and gore all over my establishments floors.

Rhian clicked her tongue and slammed her forelegs on the floor, cracking the wood panels in front of Jenna.

Make Gwen cry again and I will come find you and I wont be alone, Rhian seethed.

Jennas face paled, a small puddle formed underneath her.

Maeve snapped her fingers, Get these three women out of here, they are hence banned from this establishment. Also, get someone to clean and fix these floors.

Yes, my Lady, the three maids said in unison.

They quickly ran over, grabbed Jenna, Kate, and Mia, and dragged them away.

Sorry about breaking the floor, Rhian winced.

Its fine, I got used to it thanks to a particular goblin, Maeves lips curled up a tad. She glanced at Gwen, I hope this event will not discourage you from returning to the Scarlet Whisper.

Not at all, my Lady, Gwen bowed deeply.

Wonderful, as a token of appreciation, please have the dress on display, Maeve said.

What? But I dont understand, Gwen mumbled.

Youve been eyeing that dress since I walked in. Any friend of Rhian is a friend of mine. Think of this as a bribe of friendship, Maeve winked.

I see, Gwen blinked.

Come, you two, let me show you our perfumes, Maeve walked away.

Rhian nodded, Sounds great. Hey, Gwen, after this can we get something to eat?

She smiled, Definitely.

It didnt matter that Gwen had to wake up before dawn, nor that she skipped breakfast. It didnt even matter that she had to deal with cruel people. Shed gladly pay the price. After all, she had the best job in the world.