A lady stood behind them with pointy ears, green eyes and long white hair… she didn’t look like anyone’s grandmother but could pass of a mum. Her face looked hard strict and Mia could bet that she was a strong willed woman. A face was slim and fine… just a little bit advance showing a sharp distinction between their ages.
“The black market is bustling this time of the year, has all kind of incredible goods. An alchemist heaven if you’d use that word” she held a brown bag in her hand and Diarmuid helped her out with it like a nice gentleman. A door was opened behind the lady, one that Mia didn’t remember seeing… Moving pass the two, the lady made her way to the room Mia had once reached out for and that had appeared along with the lady disappeared. Mia was still struck by the sight she did
