Lotte smiled knowingly as she listened to Iorwerth's tale, her skilled hands working on her fabric as he talked. As he finished speaking she stayed quiet for a minute, marking out the pattern onto the silk with a pencil. Finished, she looked up to meet his eyes.
"Yes, I heard there was a fruit-selling bard in the market-place today." She grinned. "I thought he sounded familiar, when I heard the stories... I should have known for sure that it would be you. I'm not surprised that your singing helped you out. As for my day..."
She put down the fabric thoughtfully, and picked up her scissors. "I had an interesting day. I went to the marketplace to buy this, and just as I did, I saw a centaur! I was so excited, I thought it was my old friend Nessus..." she drifted off, and frowned. "I haven't seen him for so long, but when I tried to go over and speak to him, I got lost in the crowd. Then I got distracted, because Lord Cardon appeared, and asked me to accompany him home."
"Funny thing is, I think I saw the fruit cart fall over, but I was hurried away before I could see - otherwise I might have seen you!" She laughed.