My Beloved
Cary's wagon moved steadily as it made its way towards the worst parts of the Capital.
In this region, peasants flooded the place at every corner, and not even the sight of a nobleman's carriage could be seen here.
Even middle and upper-class merchants chose not to wander about the place, as they don't want their reputations to be ruined.
One should know that this part of the city was the poorest region that everyone made fun of.
Those with high status could never be seen or caught dead here, just because it'll make others belittle men.
So for sure, the entire roads were filled with peas and carts and low-class merchant wagons instead.
These low-class merchants we're typically the ones that delivered rum and alcohol to the taverns, restaurants and inns here.
In short, even delivering Baymard's wine and other beverages, was their sole responsibility too.