Bab 393: Mother Shallot

I made my way up to the house, and just before I got to the porch, one of the women that looked to be guarding the door to the house stepped forward.

"Mother Shallot has been expecting you," the woman guard told me, and I gave her a look up and down. For someone just watching a farmhouse, metal plate armor seemed a bit excessive.

Both guardswomen were wearing partial metal plate armor with chainmail underneath and a helm. I could tell that they had weapons hidden on them, but since none were drawn, it was likely for show or at least to indicate that this place was to be taken seriously.

"Really? Well, I guess that does make things a lot easier," I said and then waited for a moment.

Nothing happened.