(MC POV)
I pushed open the door to the general store, a bell chiming loudly when I did so.
The woman behind the counter looked up expectantly, only to have a look of disappointment cover her face when she saw me.
"What do you want, servant boy?"
"Servant boy?" I unconsciously blurted out.
She raised an eyebrow at me, "Judging by your looks, you should be the servant of someone travelling through this town right? What did your mistress send you here to get?"
I briefly considered explaining the misunderstanding but then realised this actually kind of works in my favour.
I carried my bag towards the counter stopping a short distance away with a bow, "My mistress wishes to sell these goods. I hope madam could give us a fair price."
The woman clapped her hands and two very large and very, very muscular men appeared from a side door.
They looked at her for instructions and she simply pointed at my bag.
