The Shepherdapos;s C

A young woman, about twenty years old, dressed in a blue and white uniform, stood nervously and helplessly at the gate of a manor, clutching her wide-brimmed hat.,His skin was wrinkled like tree bark, and his eyes, a murky green, were closer to wolf than water.,The old sprite glanced at her silently, then turned and ambled back with his hands behind his back.。