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Earendil looked at Miyuki, at a loss for words. He blinked a few times, then looked at Lin and grinned. "That is a very good point," he laughed. "How will we know what size to ask for, for the clothes, if we don't have Andarien with us for the tailor to measure?"

Wren laughed. "Then why not visit some other shops and go to the tailor another day when Andarien is with you?" she giggled.

Earendil chuckled. That was typical Miyuki.

"Well, there are a few shiny places," Wren laughed. "Jeweler, glass smith, sword smith, metallurgist ..."

Those were the ones she could think of off the top of her head, anyways.

Wren laughed. Miyuki was always so energetic.

"Right, this way then," she grinned, and led them out of the shop. She started down the street.

A group of children was running down the street towards them, and as they passed they all called out a cheerful, "Hello, Princess Wren!" before they vanished around a corner.

Wren smiled softly. "They're an energetic group," she murmured. "Very sweet. They've always got some game going, or are on their way to one."

They rounded another corner, and on this street, there were buildings only on one side: the other side of the street was just a large grassy area, where some children were kicking a ball around. There were no adults supervising, though Earendil supposed that the city was so safe there was no real need for supervision.

Earendil chuckled softly at Miyuki. "Another time, all right? You wanted to see the glass smith."

He put one hand on her shoulder to keep her from wandering off.

"We're nearly there," Wren assured them; and sure enough, only halfway up the street, she ushered them into a shop with a display window full of glass figurines.

The door was propped open, but there was a young woman dusting the shelves when they entered, and she turned to greet them with a warm, "Welcome!"

When she recognized Wren, she set her cloth down. "Oh, Princess Wren!" she exclaimed excitedly, seeming not to notice the others for the moment. "You have to see this, Papa just finished it this morning!"

And before anyone could react, she darted behind the counter and pulled out a glass figure of a unicorn that was prancing playfully in long grass. There were butterflies on it: one on its horn, one just above its tail; and a bird flying beside it, attached by the very tip of its wing to the unicorn's shoulder blade. It was comparatively large, about the size of Earendil's travel bag, and the details were incredibly realistic.

Wren's eyes glowed with appreciation. "Beautiful," she murmured, leaning down to get a better look at it as it sat on the counter. "How long did it take him?"

"Four months," the girl said proudly.

"Thank you!" the girl beamed at Miyuki. "Have you seen a real unicorn before? They're such beautiful creatures ..."

"My family keeps them back home," Earendil spoke up. "We prefer to ride them over horses."

The girl stared at him. "Are you perchance a member of the Aldrich royal family?" she guessed. "I know of no others who keep unicorns ..."

Earendil smiled and bowed his head slightly. "Prince Earendil Aldrich, at your service," he said formally. He nodded towards Lin and Miyuki. "My wife, Lin, and my daughter, Miyuki."

"It's an honour to meet you," the girl said warmly, curtsying low. "My name is Fleur."