Cless smiled, sitting on her high chair just behind the entrance to her atelier. The counter nearly hid her entirely. She clapped her hands together when more people entered. They looked at Rock and Charles standing in the hall but came in regardless. A woman with a blue dress and lots of jewelry approached the smaller of the two men. Excuse me this is the Cless Michaelson gallery? she asked. It says that on the sign, Cless said from behind the counter. She sat down and crossed her arms. People were frustrating. She had learned in her classes with the Shadowguard and Sentinels that people were able to read but maybe the ones wearing jewelry were different? She had drawn the sign herself. A giggle resounded in her mind. Not now, Violence. We have visitors, Cless said and walked out from the counter. All of my works are displayed. If youre interested in buying one, there will be an auction in two days, before the grand ball. In deed, the woman said, glancing between Cless and the Shadow. I suppose we can have a look. The man who followed her rolled his eyes, giving Cless a stare. Rude. She stared back until he stopped. The gallery was set up as a roundabout, the entrance to the right and exit to the left of the entrance hall. She was quite proud of the progression in her art, the oldest ones coming first and her most recent pieces at the very end. She had called it The Journey of Ash, though there were quite a few pieces that didnt have anything to do with Lilith. She had never thought a gallery would be possible, especially with Claire putting her works away. But it was something she had wanted to do since seeing her first gallery in Ravenhall. Everything had suddenly happened after she had told her friend about it. The little Fae knew a lot! And it even got the paintings from Claire!
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