Fortune let herself in. "How are my dresses coming along, Millie?" She asked, waving a bit of parchment. "I have another dress idea that you must get to work on at once."

Millie looked up from the dress she was working on for Fortune. "Another day or two and it will be time for a fitting for the first dress," Millie replied. "We may have to prioritize your designs as to what order you would like them completed in."

"Oh, all at once and yesterday." Fortune chuckled, handing Millie the parchment with her dress sketch on it and studying the dress Millie was working on. "Oh it looks beautiful already!"

Millie smiled and blushed. "Thank you. It helps when I am given such exquisite sketches to work from."

"But it takes a true artist to make these dresses. You could be rich selling these dresses in Portside, but I don't want you to go there because I already resent sharing your talents with others here." Fortune smiled, her eyes lighting up as she lowered her voice to gossip. "I saw Cyan and her little boy on my way over here and it had me wondering how Pinja is doing, her time must be coming soon. Cyan claims her son is her late husband's, but with all that has happened do you think so? I mean, she spent over a week captive to those raiders and then just escaped from them? I don't think they didn't touch her. But her baby was born last month and didn't look early so maybe it is Coop's. She says it looks like her husband but babies can look like anyone at that age. Is Pinja still struggling?"

Millie had to take a moment to sort out the rapid fire questions and statements. She really didn't like talking about Pinja, but she couldn't afford to offend her best customer either. "I think Cyan's baby is her husband's, I'm not given to think any other way. Pinja's babe is due soon, once that is over she can concentrate on getting better herself."

"I suppose time will tell if Cyan's baby is her husband's son. I would like to see dear Pinja, I have a hard time picturing that little waif pregnant. I should like to give her something, though I'm not sure what. A crochet hat and booties seem inappropriate since she is not keeping it- unless she changed her mind about giving it up for adoption? It is almost a shame she would not keep the baby and marry your brother- it would fit together so nicely but I like the idea of him marrying my Tria even more- you could make Tria the most beautiful wedding dress! I saw your bother today too though I doubt he noticed me, he was training hard. He has really built up some muscle and was training with his shirt off, if I was 40 years younger I would want him for myself! Wow! I know he's your bother but wow, you seen him lately?"

Millie was so floored by the last part of Fortune's speech, that she forgot the rest. She stared blankly at the woman for a few moments and then she burst out laughing. "Lek? Attractive?!"

Fortune blinked. "Well, I suppose you having known Lek since you were in the womb you are immune to seeing how attractive your brother really is. Especially now that he has been training so hard. Pinja's loss shall be Tria's gain."

"Time will tell," Millie said softly. "It's his choice to make, after all."

"Oh, he'll make it. He just needs to get to know her." Fortune said lightly. "It's been four months, high time your brother has spent some time with Tria. Noontime meal would do, today."

Millie swallowed a sigh. She liked Tria, but not as wife material for her brother. "I'll extend the invitation to him, if I see him before then."

"I had gotten oysters from the latest shipment from Portside. They are still fresh." Fortune said. "Noonday meal or dinner would be best."

"It will depend on his schedule for today, of course. But I will let him know." Millie nearly groaned. Lek hated oysters.
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Sileas meandered through the keep until she found herself outside Millie's sewing room. "This can't be right. Yehudit would never come spend the day with Millie." Sileas frowned.

"This is such a simple spell, how could you mess it up?" Bai asked. "Maybe Yehudit is getting new clothes."

In reply to Millicent Gerthrim (msg # 94):

"Surely Lek can take a break from his training for a noonday meal- he has to eat anyways." Fortune said. "He can meet Tria in our rooms, some privacy."

In reply to Bai (msg # 96):

Sileas shook her head. "I said it word for word. Yehudit doesn't really care about clothing. She'd just help herself to something I'm not wearing."

In reply to Fortune Calm (msg # 97):

"He cannot go until whoever is training him gives him leave." Millie glanced down for a second. "I don't think it would be proper for him and Trina to dine alone in such a manner."

In reply to Sileas Thornblade (msg # 98):

Bai was very frustrated and discouraged by how Sileas failed at such a simple spell. What hope would she have when her magic was needed?

"May as well have left you to shag your husband." Bai muttered.

In reply to Millicent Gerthrim (msg # 99):

"Tria and Lek are practically family. And if anything improper happened, well Lek would just have to marry her." She laughed. "Not that your brother would ever do anything improper."

In reply to Bai (msg # 100):

"I know I didn't do anything wrong. I know I didn't!"

In reply to Fortune Calm (msg # 101):

Millie frowned, trying to figure out how Lek and Tria were practically family. "It doesn't matter what they actually do, it's what people will think they are doing."

In reply to Millicent Gerthrim (msg # 103):

"Your brother would do the honorable thing and all will be well." Fortune said.

In reply to Sileas Thornblade (msg # 102):

"Uh huh." Bai said sarcastically. "Let's go back and try a simpler spell."