Raikas in Stitches

I coasted to a stop in front of a closed up tailor’s shop. It had a discrete sign in polished black wood and white painted lettering. “Dinikaias” The two chairs stopped behind me, pulling into an empty waiting space off the lane.“Joras. Knock and announce us.”He did the usual Mahid knock, the hard rap with intent. It got people’s attention fast enough. I could hear the panting of the bearers