With the fact that the boutique was open once again, her entire schedule had also changed quite the bit. Her hunts during the night for fresh blood had become less. Just because of the fact that Fleur had entered her immortal life. On top of that didn't she had the time anymore. As much as it was true she had trained her slave to be a genuine seamstress, there still were mistakes made by her. Mistakes that were unacceptable by a mare of her standard when it came down to delivering the works. And adding the fact she was working herself for most of the night. The ivory coated unicorn worked on the most complex of designs destined for ponies all over the land.