With the plans for the new clothes set, Lassim was about to ask Cirra if she wanted to leave when he noticed Maelin looking at him with a peculiar gaze.
Maelin leaned up against the counter and fixed her gaze on Cirra, "You know… maybe our young friend here can help pay off his debt by assisting with THAT plant," she suggested, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.
Cirra, caught off guard, blinked a few times, her mind racing to catch up.
At Maelin's pointed look, realization dawned, and she nodded slowly. "Ah, right, THAT one."
Lassim, feeling like he had just walked into the middle of what his mother always referred to as 'the maid's gossip', raised his eyebrows.
"So… either of you want to fill me in here or…?" he asked curiously.
Thank you Rose_Neilsen and Continuum for the Golden Ticket votes! They really help! I appreciate everyone's Power Stone votes too. I hope it'll lead to another promotion again soon.
FYI-Reminder for the 1 day, no chapter. It's most likely going to be on Friday, (6/7) this week. I could use the mental break of just not writing for a day as I've written over 135+ straight the last two months. I hope you understand. <3 I'll probably take 1 day off each month moving forward for my own mental health.