Taffie's Shop

She was shown in at once. There she met an older couple, grey haired and wrinkled, who smiled kindly at her and asked how they could be of service. The wife went to fetch cups of herbal tea.

"Can you tell us the age and sizes of the children?" The husband asked, whom she knew to be Master Taffie. "We have some cloth that can be made up quickly if you know how big they need to be, else you will need to bring the children here to be measured."

"I see. Could show you our grandson's clothes and you can tell us if they are a similar size or not. Our grandson is seven." The man sai.

The wife went to fetch some clothing, a tunic and breeches. She guessed that Rosey would fit into the clothing fairly well but that they would be too big for Gendry.

"We can work with this," the old lady said. "How many outfits do you require? Two each, or more? What kind of fabrics?"

"Of course. You can bring the children when they are well enough. Come back in two days and we will have the clothing ready for you."

"Half now, half afterwards." The man named a fee. It wasn't expensive since they made clothes for the lowborn.