Rainy day thoughts

It was mid-day, if would call it that, and Marie was watching her children play. The transition from Cleyra was hard, but now everything was running smoothly. She smiled as a man walked by, and then looked down, she wished desperately for her husband to be there. Freya came running up, grinning widely, hands-Err- claws cupped.

"Mum guess what I found! A frog! A large old toad!"

She winced, she hated frogs. After a moment she instructed Freya to put the frog back to were she found it. A tall, young man walked up to Marie's side, he wore white armor and had grey hair, blue eyes. He stopped and smiled. When she looked up he introduced himself.

"Hello ma'am, I'm Sir Caladin of the White Moon, Dragon knight of Burmecia's Royal house. I too come from Cleyra, and knew your husband very closely, I am deeply sorry for your lost. How has your move to Burmecia been?"

"Hard, but each day it grows easier. Do you have and family... Uh, Caladin," she asked, trying to make small talk.

"Ahhh, Yes a beautiful wife, expecting a baby... And who's this?"

He looked at Freya as she hid behind her mothers dress. Marie smiled and patted Freya forward.

"Darling he's asking your name, please be kind and give it to him."

"I-I'm Freya Crescent, Sir."

He smiled and turned to Marie.

"Lovely name she has, Ma'am, just like herself. I'd best leave, nice to talk to you ma'am!"

Marie smiled as the young male ran off. He was nice but she couldn't stand around looking at the floor. It was time for work, unfortunately, she couldn't find a sitter for Freya. All her children were off some were. William and Matthew were at the knight's house, an old brick building closest to the castle, getting there schooling. Acara and Aretha were at Maiden dance class, close to were the knight house stood and as for Anita, she was at the doctors getting her eyes checked. The doctor was also from Cleyra and Marie knew him well.

She turned to her small daughter, then sighed, I guess she going to work with me...

At the Market Square, a small corner shop stood. It was tiny, but cozy, it held earth tones. Marie started to put things in there proper place as she, out of the corner of her eye, kept a watchful eye on her daughter. A foreign looking knight walked in her shop. His armor was forest green and he wore a brimmed hat. With a fast bow he walked up to the front counter.

"Hello, would you mind telling me you shops name?"

"Marie's things."

"Alright, do you sell weapons?"

"No, potions and healing supplies."

"Okay, are you opened to sell?"

"Sorry, I'm not...If you would give me a moment I will be done and ready to help you."

She turned her back and went back to work. After a long few minutes the man smiled and looked down. His eyes caught the little girl crawling about the store. He looked up.

"A lovely daughter you have there."

"So I've been told."

Marie smiled as he walked over.

"Have two me' self. Both boys. Ones name is Piston the others Iron-tailed."

"Odd names."

"Aye, but not as strange as mines. Oh, how rude! The names Iron Helm Fratly of the Green Forest. What might yours be?"

"Marie Crescent, my daughters Freya."

"My youngest is Iron tail- he's six. The playful scamp gets in a lot of trouble but other than that he's mostly good."

After a moment she straighten herself and smiled widely.

"Welcome, can I help you?"

"Ah, ready...I'll take 15 Hi-potions, 16 Phoenix Downs and 20 Remedies..."

"Will that be all?"

"Yes. How much?"

"Let's see, the Hi-potions are 150 each, the-"

"I'll just give you 50,000 gill. Now before you say anything I know its way too much but I'm giving you a hefty tip. Bye Ma'am."

She smiled as the stranger left her shop. He was very kind hearted indeed. Freya looked up at her mom, her eyes burning with question as to why all the men in Burmecia wore armor but didn't ask.

Two weeks later.

Marie was tending to the shop, as before Freya was with her, when that same man entered. This time he wasn't alone, at his side was two boys. One had brown hair the other was blonde, like most Burmecians. The blonde one was the youngest, the oldest split up from his father and walked over to the counter. He looked at all the items, and then turned to Marie. He smiled then turned to his father.

"Hello ma'am!"

She looked up and greeted the men. Freya peered around the counter, Iron-Tail noticed her green eyes.

"Papa, I saw somethin'!"

"Iron-Tail! Ya got ta be polite."

"But Papa-"

Freya giggled. She was having fun with this little boy.

"Not another word, I'm terribly sorry for my son's rude behavior."

Freya peered around the counter but this time stayed long enough to gather the attention of all three males.

"See Papa, I told you I saw somethin'!"

"I'm not a something, I'm a girl!"

Marie looked down at her small daughter, shaking her head as she did. The door opened to show a small boy. It was Din, more correctly, Dins Dinsdale the III, son of a high noble. Din like most noble children didn't know that shop keepers worked but knew that they couldn't be bothered when they were talking.

"I'm sorry for bothering you," he squeaked." But I needed to know if you sold, Soft?"

"Yes I do, do you wish to by one?"

"Yes Ma'am. I need it for my mum's servant. Thank you."

After paying for it he smiled then left. Iron Helm shook his head.

"That 'un doesn't even get to go out buy himself. I pity him..."

Marie smiled, as Freya came closer to Iron tail. He looked at her then sneered; the look he gave her didn't please her so she whirled back her small fist and punched him straight on the nose.

Her punch knocked out the six year old and caused quite a commotion.

"Freya!"

"By the gods, she gots an arm, and temper on her!"

Soon the man left, and Freya and her mother had a long talk about hitting boys.