Afternoon.
Marketplace.
Critic Arley, Critic-Ishire.
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The low-born attire slightly kept attention away from them, Theodore wouldn't want a repeat of what happened with the magistrate. He needed the safety of his wife assured and the image of his wife mysterious till whenever.
They could've stepped out of the cart in front of the jeweller but Blanc had forgotten they needed a tattered cart for their marketing, so they had to step out of the carriage at the front of the entrance.
Blanc waited at the entrance while they strolled inside.
Theodore also told her that strolling through the market even if you never intended to buy anything makes everything great.
Lydia had only been to the marketplace twice, the first time as it had been a fair and the second time was when Theodore had taken her out to his rebellious place for dining.