Chapitre 136: Potbelly Guild Part 1

"Here." Lady Britille said as she handed Calder a black opal mask that was made to look like swan wings, black feathers stretched up from the right side while a gold and tear drop diamonds hung from the left. The mask practically covered his whole face, the only part that seemed to be free was his mouth, chin and a small dip that showed his forehead.

"Okay, lets go." Lady Britille said with a stoic face. "Are you going to tell me what's going on now?" Calder asked. Lady Britille looked conflicted as she pursed her lips. "Soon." She replied as she turned to face the door the jeweler left them at. Though they were the only ones in a small storage room, she still seemed to be uncomfortable.

She raised her hand and knocked three times, paused, they heard one knock in return she then kicked the door twice. The door slightly opened. "What's the meal?" A raspy voice whispered.