She walked slowly through the market with her head slightly tilted, to avoid encountering the gaze of anyone.
Agnes held her hood firmly to her head as she strolled towards the nearest store to obtain the last item she needed for her potion.
Even though she knew in her mind that she didn't have enough to pay for the goods, she considered using another tactic.
"one bottle of sea salt, please," she asked the middle-aged woman.
"Alright, let me get it for you" She replied as she rushed into her shop to pick up the object.
Once the woman was out of sight, Agnes took a look around to see if anyone was watching. She looked aside, then forward, behind, and realized that the coast was clear.
Everyone was busy with their sales, they hardly had time to check on another person.
She gently fiddled with the shells in the woman's basket and began tossing them into her bag- like a professional.
