Ardara looked up from the mind-numbing orders to fill when the silver bells at the door chimed. Bella stood in the doorway with a human servant. Ardara's cool demeanor relaxed a little at seeing the woman.<br/><br/>"As well as one can be, far from the sithen. You look particularly radiant today."<br/><br/>Ardara had spent most of her life in the courts, where appearance was tantamount to power. The compliment was no mere lip service, but a genuine compliment that served as a social stimulant. She watched as the boy stepped forward with the suitcase and set it upon the counter. Ardara gestured for him to open the case, she feared the iron that it stunk of.<br/><br/>"What have you brought me today?" She asked Bella.<br/><br/>Ardara's eyes turned away from the boy as she smelled an aroma of coffee. She hadn't heard the bells and that meant that Brom must be looking for a new blade. He went to a display and started browsing, so Ardara turned her attention back to Bella.<br/><br/>"They are quite splendid," Ardara had always admired Bella's craftsmanship. She had long been a destroyer, not a creator and felt a touch of envy at what Bella and the goblins who tempered her swords were able to produce.<br/><br/>Ardara turned away agian, at the sound of the bells chiming another entrance. Her eyes widened imperceptibly, as a goblin slipped under the doorway.<br/><br/><em>This is shaping up to be an interesting day. I haven't had this many fey in my shop in a month, and certainly never all at once.<br/></em><br/>Ardara returned her attention to Bella.<br/><br/>"Your pieces are exquisite, as usual. But aren't you throwing them away on the humans? I, usually, only have one or two fey customers."<br/><br/>