Chapter 102: In The Gallery-I

Elise's blue eyes squint at the eye of the needle, pushing the golden thread through the hole she then pulled the golden thread and resumed to embroidered the white fabric she had being sewing and paused for a moment to place the needle down and shifted her eyes to the sky that had turned gloom.

Three days had passed after the day where Elise had spoken with the Ian and she had no opportunity to meet him with the works he had as the Lord. She looked back on the white fabric she had cut and sewn into a handkerchief after Ian's kerchief had been torn, she had come to the market in the town thinking to make Ian a new one and hoped before the party held on the last day of the year, she would be able to finish one beautifully.