WORK IN PROGRESS River ~Chronicle Of The Spirits

22.

"I don't care if it was meant to be a joke or not.
Are you crazy? Why??"

Isabelle is standing in front of me laughing hysterically because of her 'prank'.

I look up to see where I was standing a moment earlier...
Before I got kicked by that woman...
And landed right on my face.

"This building is already pretty small and out of wood... And is hidden pretty good surrounded by a lot of trees. And obviously this hole I just fell in must be the main entrance to whatever we are going... Whatever this place is...
It's hidden pretty good."

I am standing in a large, fancy and old fashioned looking hall. Two lamps, one at each side of the only door in this room causing a dim light.

As soon as Isabelle calms down she shoves me - again but this time to the door.

"That woman.."

***

"What do you want this time?!"

"She needs clothes. "

"Who?"

I step forward so the middle aged looking woman can see me. To my surprise... She does not hide her face.

"Me, ma'am"

"And you are?" she asks irritated, now arms crossed in front of her chest.

"I am sorry. My name is River Mecancy, I a-"

"Mecancy?!? Did you just say Mecancy ?!
Like related to Feycal Mecancy?? ", she almost screams at me with wide eyes.

"His daughter to be exact.."

"Daughter!? I never knew... I thought..
Well nevermind.
What do you need my child?
I am Teyana and a seamstress. How old are you? And how is Feycal? It's been a looong time since I have seen him the last time. "

"Oh goodness..."

"good luck with that old hag", Seal laughs at me.

"That's not really funny, you know?  Besides. We both are in this situation. So shut it if you don't want to help."

"Nah, I am good thank you. And besides I can ignore her and your bickering whenever I want. You can't.
Bye."

"Why is she so unreasonably mean.."

Okay.
It's official now. If nothing good happens or comes to rescue me my day is doomed... Well it is already.

"Please someone. Send help..."