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"Who knows, the future can be unpredictable At times"
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HOPPING off the carriage, you now stood in front of a shop. letting your eyes roam around the area, you saw a sign attached on the wall 'The Fragrance of tea with poetry' It was a tea shop that allowed you to read poems while drinking a warm cup of tea.
This place is a clean three-story building, with just one glance you could tell in the miles away is very expensive. So the shop owner must be a very wealthy individual, mhm. Maybe even wealthier than Cale himself you dare to say
Cale glances towards you and the trembling driver beside you. Who was sweating bullets under the presence of the young master
"You can leave now," Cale ordered directly at the driver.
"Excuse me?"
"Are you going to make me repeat myself?" Cale arched an eyebrow. The driver flinch and frantically explained what he meant
"I mean, Uh. Do I not need to wait for you? Young master?!"
Cale casually walk towards the entrance door, with you following him from behind as he opened the door to the tea shop
"Yeah, I'll be staying here for a while and I'll be taking (Name) with me." He replies, gesturing his hand at you.
Entering the tea shop, with one ring of the bell. the entire room was flooded with a fairly unsettling silence.
Cale stood in front of the entrance with you still following him quietly, looking around the room. there weren't many people currently present because it was still early in the morning, you could see the evident shock expression painted across their faces once seeing Cale standing at the rear entrance door.
You were expecting this kind of reaction, you aren't even surprised anymore. The whole region know who Cale henituse is, he is a public enemy for god sake. this is why you often have to follow him around to make sure no one would try harming the young master in any type of way
"Welcome," The owner of the shop warmly greets both of you. catching you off guard for seconds, Cale looked at the owner standing behind the wooden counter.
The wealthy bastard Billos. Closely studying him, his round face, a short corpulent man.
'He looks like a piggy bank' Cale thought to himself
"He reminds me of a piggy bank" Unlike you, you didn't hesitate to voice out your own thoughts. Good thing Billos didn't hear your rather insulting statement. However- Cale who was standing close by heard it.
