Much to Arabella's relief, it was a tall young man that'd stepped through that door and not a witch, but by then, her eyes had already latched onto him. It'd become too noticeable.
"Ladies," the man offered a slight bow, his dark and velvety hair falling a little in front of him.
Both Katherine and Arabella curtsied, returning the politeness. Although Arabella immediately averted her gaze away from him, towards the floor.
"Evening, Lauden," Mr Kallum greeted the man by his first name which suggested it wasn't his first visit to the shop, "You must be here to pick up the Lady's order," the shopkeeper half asked.
"Good evening to you too, sir," the so called Lauden nodded once, "And that I am, indeed,"
His slender build and humanoid features could have fooled Arabella, but the lack of a visible brooch on his chest indicated he may not have been human.
