Judith sighed softly as the carriage hurried along it's way, the sound of clicking hoves hitting the cobblestone street filling the air. She knew that her parents had meant the best and that they had only done this for her protection but to send her away to become a seamstress? Now that was over doing it a bit. She understood the risks of being a magic user in these times, she had heard plenty of the burns from days of old and the people of england were no less judgemental and frightened than they were hundreds of years ago. Curse her luck of being the only child to inherit the magic on her parents and curse her family for being so over protective. She could not turn back now however, letters had been scent and she was now going to be living with her new teacher and her son. Hopefully they weren't nosy people or else she would have to refreshen her knowledge on the memory alteration spell. The carriage began to slow as the shop came into view, another sigh slipping form her lips as it seemed that her fate was sealed. The carriage stopped in front of the shop and the driver was quick to hop down and open the door to her carriage, helping her down to step into the streets. She walked up to the shop door, noting the quaint and simple look it had before opening the door. A small bell sounded, alerting anyone who was near that someone had entered. She looked around the shop curiously for a moment, glancing at the fabrics that were on display. She couldn't help but wonder what they people she would be staying with were like since she had been raised in a rather well off home. She would have to do her best to not seem spoiled in anyway, least that make her seem rude and not worth their time.