The sun rose and the Magic Market started to stir: the chirping of birds, sounds of people, and noise of cars. This was the first morning at this place; Kadyn felt weird, but also refreshed. He let his companions to make preparations—ribbon and scissor and all kind of stuff.
Cecelia and others were confused as to why he was doing this, but around nine o'clock in the morning a long, luxurious car arrived in front of their shop, even more extravagant looking car than the one in which Kadyn had arrived with Arba, attracting every passerby's glance. Some of them even pointed in excitement towards the car. Must be very expensive car, Kadyn muttered.
