After the Prince had left, Nuriah let out the breath she'd been holding on for so long. Before he had left, he'd said "Well it was nice meeting you, i hope to see you again some day." Which had made her hopeful. Her eyes fell to the gold coins, and she gathered them up in her hand. "What will I do with these..." She wondered, and looked over to where her sister was standing. "Perhaps," Nuriah whispered, and looked back to the curtain that seperated the back of the shop to the front. "Surely they'll need atleast half of this." She muttered, and slid her hand along the curtain, parting it so she could walk through.
Her mother was kneading dough, while her father was checking the sweetbread to see if it was done. Nuriah walked toward her mother, and held out the coins. Immedeately, she gasped and looked at Nuriah with wide eyes. "Please don't tell me you
stole this. Was it Cetiri? Dis she do it? Tell me the truth-" "No, It was a customer. A Prince, actually." Nuriah quickly interrupted her mother before she had a heart attack. "Prince Ethan. You know, the brown-haired handsome one." She said, and held the coins out further. Apparently, her mother had already guessed Nuriah would have tried to correct the prince about the coins. "Nuri, keep them. something like this doesn't just happen every day." She said gently, and Nuriah shook her head. "No, I already have what I've earned today. It's your shop, your money." Nuriah ionsisted, and her mother sighed, defeated. "I'll take one, but you keep the rest. Go buy yourself some pretty things, so you can impress him later." Before Nuriah could ask what she'd meant by 'Impress', she was ushered out of the room and back to the front of the shop by her father. "We've got it from here, now go on." He said and waved her off.
Nuriah sighed, and began to walk away, the three remaining coins in her pocket. Nuriah had always been kind, and she'd always thought of others first, so being given the coins was a big deal to her. She looked around, in search of something that caught her eye.
Which he did, leaning against that wall, cold and multicolored eyes staring straight at her.
Cetiri watched in glee as Prince Ethan returned, with gifts for his two sisters. She envied how they could get along so well. Ethan gave Clara an enchanting sapphire tulip, and Rosa a radiant ruby rose. "There we go. now if you'll excuse me i am going to meditate for a bit." The Prince said, and walked away without an other word. Curiousity hit her hard, and she wondered what had happened between him and her sister. Clara left for a few moments, and returned with an ice chain necklace, that held the tulip delicately. "I would make you one, sister, but I'm afraid your bad temper would just melt it away." She said, and Cetiri raised her eyebrows. Was that supposed to be an insult? Maybe not, maybe just an observation.
Cetiri looked at bot of the beautiful gems and she smiled. "Those are pretty. They match you well. Ethan has good tastes in finding pretty things." She said the last part, remembering how he'd been looking at her sister.