.business as usual || Beryl & Fiora
Setting up in Straga was the best thing for her self-sufficient business. Who didn’t want a portrait painted of them? Especially by a young girl who had all the talent of a man three times her age in the same field! Adjusting her hat just right to keep the sun off her eyes she looked out into the crowd. Her aspirations to become a court painter had been burning as brightly as ever yet it was impossible for her to become a respected court painter for the Empress, of course. What with them being friends now...
When a young woman walked by Beryl took an immediate interest in her. She squinted and immediately began waving madly to her before cupping her hands around her mouth with a big grin.
“Hey, you! Will you let me paint your portrait?” Beryl called to her while patting the seat in front of her easel. “It won’t take very long, I promise!”