Another month passed,
It had only been two months since the war with the Umbralfiends but the people, especially the ones in the north, were trying to get their lives back to normal while trying to move on from their losses.
Elsewhere, in the Central Royal City,
Garbed in an elegant maid's outfit of black and white, a figure moved with an alluring grace amongst the bustle of the marketplace.
Her raven hair cascaded down her back, contrasting against her smooth red skin. A simple white apron, meticulously clean, was cinched around her slender waist, accentuating her hourglass figure and voluptuous bust.
Her dark blue eyes, filled with a captivating mix of grace and modesty, scanned the vendors' stalls around her, as she clutched a small basket.
Anyone could easily recognize her as Merina, the royal consort's maid.
The marketplace itself was an exuberant display of the vibrant culture of the Bloodburn Kingdom.
