Chapter Five Hundred and Ten - Chief of Vendors
Chapter Five Hundred and Ten - Chief of Vendors
We left Seasoned Seamstress buzzing with happy energy. Booksie had been unbelievably pretty in her dress, and now I couldn't wait to see everyone's reaction when she stepped out and walked towards Rhawrexdee.
The poor dragon wouldn't know what hit him!
"Okay, okay," I said even though my face hurt from smiling so much. "What's out next thing?"
"Ah, I'm supposed to look into things with Desiree," Awen said. "The equipment for the event as well as the weather."
"Ah, right." I rubbed my chin as I thought about it. "We need to know where the venue is before that, no? I mean, the weather bit's not so bad, but the sound system needs somewhere to be delivered."
Awen nodded. "It would be hard to get it otherwise. Though I suppose we could just secure it in the meantime?"
"I guess. I think Desiree went with Amaryllis and Calamity? So let's head out and meet them. Then I need to check in on the vendors."
Awen shook her head. "Let's split up," she said. "I can find them on my own, and if I don't I'll just return to the Beaver and wait. There's always something to maintain anyway. And you have your own thing to do, going with me would just stall you."