Dread Mage

The inn they were staying in was of high class.

Even when the receptionist had to call on Vell to tell him that a package had arrived in his name there was nothing like a knock on the door or telling him when Vell would come down the stairs. Still, instead, the mirror in their room made a noise and the image inside began to wobble until someone stepped up to it and grabbed a small handle next to it.

Vell explained to Sonder that the receptionist, or whomever, could see through the mirror to the person on the other side and talk through the handle.

Sonder thought that Vell seemed very familiar with these things.

She imagined that he had used these strange mirrors and handles quite often.

A boy with sharp ears was sent up to their room to give them their package.

When they opened it they found many articles of clothing that all perfectly fit Sonder.

Colorful tunics, skirts, dresses, and just a few pants, all of them taking into consideration her rather unique proportions, mainly a hole in the chest area and back so that they wouldn't get into the way of the sword.

They came at just the right time too.

Vell wanted to go out and talk with a man, or a representative of some mage college. He didn't tell Sonder why, just that he wanted to.

He gave the boy a jingling sack of coins and he too went on his way.

"Sonder, get dressed. Choose anything you want to, in the meanwhile, I'll go down and order us some food, and then we'll have business to attend to." Vell said.

He went, and Sonder rummaged through the clothing to choose something. It didn't take her long to decide.

There was a beautiful black dress with red stripes on the sleeves, but it revealed her shoulders and some of her neck.

It was risque and wholly inappropriate for a little girl.

However, when she looked into the mirror, she didn't look so little anymore, but more mature.

Taller and more filled in, not to mention the wings on her head.

When she looked at her ears, they were also longer and pointer, she hadn't noticed that before.

She was neither a little girl nor a human anymore.

She didn't dislike how she looked now. It was just different and she needed to adjust to it.

On the dresser, there were also earrings, with colors the same as the dress', most likely left by Vell.

She put them on and inspected herself in the mirror.

She looked like a lady from a castle, one of royal blood, with beautiful dark hair and skin as pale as snow.

She looked worth traveling with someone who looked like Vellichor, who always looked like a baron or a marquis.