Her time in Desolace passed without incident, but Mabon could not shake the feeling of impending doom. She tried to put the feeling aside, and decided to head to Ironforge. There was a new dress shop there she wanted to look at. It was tucked away in a odd section of town, but she just couldn’t find it. She looked around, puzzled, and a young man asked if she needed help.
“I was looking for a new dress shop, and I can’t seem to locate it!” Mabon grinned, realizing how frivolous her situation was.
The man smiled, and nodded. “I can show you where that is, M’lady.” He turned and led Mabon to the shop, bowing to her when they arrived.
“Thank you, sir.” Mabon smiled at him. Something seemed familiar, but she couldn’t quite place it.
She entered the shop, and soon forgot the encounter. The shop had many pretty dresses, and she found a beautiful brown one she really liked. The fit wasn’t quite right, but the shop keeper said she could alter it, and have it ready in a few days. Mabon bought the dress, and headed for home. She was eager to see her children, and her husband.