''Y-Your grace….''
''Please call me Dahlia comfortably, madam.''
''Yes. Then Dahlia, Please pack a pot of lilies for me.''
''A pot of lilies would be five copper coins. What else do you need madam?''
''.....''
''Madam?''
''Huh? Oh dear! Please excuse my manners, Dahlia.''
''It's fine, madam. Is there anything else?''
''No No. That's all, Dahlia.''
After receiving the madam's words, Isla left her previous work, and went on to bring the small pot of lilies. From the corner of eyes, she could see the madam blatantly staring at her ex-husband who remained seated in her shop.
