Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)Emilia had long been the trusted baker of the town. Each morning she had to prepare two loafs for the blacksmiths, three loafs for the governor, two for his servants, and a variety of other spontaneous orders that may come for the day's events. She made the wedding cakes, birthday cakes, and made each one affordable for each buyer. She felt obligated, being the town's orphan she really was raised by a village, especially the deceased baker.
It was almost ten and she was beginning to close down shop until Monday, she didn't work Sunday's and so had her deliveries for the next day already made. Pushing her long blond hair out of her green eyes she went to the door to lock it when she was pushed back by another customer entering. "Welcome! Is there anything I can help you find?" She smiled delightfully, but under that she was suspicious, she had never seen this man. She was wearing a simple green dress with a smudged apron over it. Reaching behind her back she grasped a knife that she held for security, awaiting his answer.
It was almost ten and she was beginning to close down shop until Monday, she didn't work Sunday's and so had her deliveries for the next day already made. Pushing her long blond hair out of her green eyes she went to the door to lock it when she was pushed back by another customer entering. "Welcome! Is there anything I can help you find?" She smiled delightfully, but under that she was suspicious, she had never seen this man. She was wearing a simple green dress with a smudged apron over it. Reaching behind her back she grasped a knife that she held for security, awaiting his answer.