Arthur and Tabrîl
"I'm so glad to hear that you find a lot to love in a place such as this," Arthur added, moving up as line thinned in the front. The aroma of apple and cinnamon made his stomach rumble. He shivered a little as an autumn breeze blew past. "This is a beautiful day and a festive function to make as your debut appearance as Councilor. My first public appearance was a summer festival in Ravenmoore, where there were fireworks and modern music. It was a lot to take in, surely."
As he shifted closer to the front of the line, he retrieved the coin he would need for his order. "Could I buy you a cup of cider, Tabril, as a welcome to the council?"