"Thank you for your help, Jandry. Please make a sheath for this short sword, and add the cost to the final bill."
A calm and friendly voice came through, awakening the blacksmith apprentice from his daze.
The sturdy young man instinctively blinked and shook his head, then saw the exceptionally handsome customer in front of him, looking at him inquisitively.
He suddenly became fully alert.
Was I just spacing out?
Jandry was a bit uncertain if he hadn't been resting well recently.
But that wasn't a big deal, nor did he need to pay it much mind.
Once awake, he followed Lann's gaze to find the item the customer wanted.
It was a short sword about the length of an adult's forearm, with a red leather-wrapped single-handed grip, and a blade just over ten centimeters long.
"Sir, the sheath will be ready soon, and it's on the house."
Jandry accepted a Silver Deer Coin from Lann's hand and returned some coppers to him.
