Surprise Interruption

The petite girl bustled about the kitchen cooking breakfast as well as preparing for the pub's opening at lunch time. Her long, silver hair pulled back once more, a few wispy strand had already escaped the bun and softly framed her heart-shaped face. Though dressed plainly, her graceful moves combined with her fine Avalonian features gave her the air of someone accustom to a more privileged life. Thinking she was still alone, she occasionally muttered a cantrip or incantation - minor spells to make her work a little easier and hinting at her natural talents.

"Smells good."

Caelynn jumped. She'd grown used to suddenly hearing a voice behind her, but what made her jump was that this wasn't the familiar voice of Silas. She turned and recognized the stranger from the night before.

"I... I'm sorry," she stammered, blushing and suddenly feeling self-conscious. "We don't open for another 2 hours. A...and customers aren't allowed back here."