The Old Madam treated her courteously as well, asking several questions about the embroidery workshop and praising the delicacy of her craftsmanship.
Yet Caelith could hear the difference.
The politeness the Old Madam showed her was not the same as the warmth she showed Marina.
When the elder woman looked at Marina, her gaze carried the affection reserved for one's own child.
But when she looked at Caelith, it was the gaze one offered an honored guest––reserved and somewhat detached.
Marina soon began speaking about a recent visit she had made to a temple beyond the city outskirts.
"My lady, you cannot imagine how beautiful the maple leaves were upon the mountain behind the temple. Every tree had turned crimson red. The scenery was breathtaking. Next time, shall I accompany you there to see it for yourself?"
The Old Madam smiled warmly and nodded at once. "Yes, yes. Once the weather clears, we shall go together."
