Leticia's POV:
I had the black cloak around my body, as I moved through the market. I sighed softly, moving my eyes around the traders and mostly their goods. Well, I am uninterested with their goods, I am only here to make sure my brain keep functioning well. After everything, I think I have to get my head straight to the game and to the point that I wouldn't leave this place anytime soon, or worse, I won't be leaving anymore. Things are getting disastrous for me, and i wonder how i will be able to move further.
"Fair maiden, you can choose from the shoes. It's just two silvers. It is very pretty, just like you are."
A treader tried persuading me to buy some of her goods, but I shook my head in refusal.
"No, thank you." I tried to sound polite to her, and it worked.
