Chapter ThreeThe room was large, and it held all the fabrics that Melanie would need. She sat in the center and examined everything; once she was done studying the tapestries, she got to work. Amethyst saw how swiftly her mother mended the fabric with such ease. She looked at the different textiles and materials, but after a while, she became bored. There was nothing for her to do, so she started to ask her mother questions, which was a distraction for Melanie.
“How long have you been doing this?”
“I have been sewing since I was about your age.”
“Wow, you must be a master at this. So, who taught you about sewing?”
“Gamma, but after I ate the—” Melanie stopped talking.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, just something that I forgot.” She went back to sewing.
Amethyst stood and walked around t
