The fashion show continued for another hour. Reina busily darted back and forth, organizing the chosen garments, folding them neatly, and calculating the final bill.
By the time they were finished, the girls had accumulated a massive pile of new clothes. Klaus handled the payment, packing everything into his storage ring so they wouldn't have to carry the bags.
They exited the Galen Boutique. The afternoon sun was dipping lower in the sky, casting long orange shadows across the cobblestone streets.
Waiting for them directly outside the entrance was a grand, polished black carriage pulled by two armored horses.
The driver, a sturdy man wearing a neat uniform tipped his hat as the Manager from the real estate office had kept his promise and sent transport.
They all piled into the spacious carriage.
