Lucas gently grasped Kyra's hands as they strolled through the lively market. The wooden store had simple tables displaying a variety of goods. They perused the shelves, which showcased items such as clothes, intricately carved wooden figurines, and fragrant bars of soap.
Kyra's eyes widened with curiosity as she spotted the beautiful wooden bottles adorned with delicate carvings. "What are these?" she asked.
"They're wooden shampoo bottles," Lucas replied with a smile. Kyra's interest piqued, and she eagerly inquired, "Can we take a closer look?"
"Certainly," Lucas agreed, leading her towards the shampoo section. The seller of the shampoos was a handsome man, his hair shimmering silver and his eyes a beautiful shade of ocean blue. His eyes sparkled as he caught sight of Kyra.
"Would you like to purchase some shampoo? I have a wide range of fragrances such as rose, jasmine, gardenia, and tuberose," the seller enticingly offered, opening one of the bottles and wafting the scent towards Kyra. He marketed the shampoos as if they were luxurious perfumes rather than mere hair products.
Feeling ignored, Lucas couldn't help but feel wronged. He asked the seller, "Do you think I'm invisible?"
The seller turned his attention to Lucas and replied, "Yes"
Lucas: "..."
Lucas fell silent as the seller continued to assist Kyra in smelling the different shampoos.
Angrily, Lucas tugged Kyra away from the seller, who gazed at her with a forlorn hope that she would return and purchase his shampoo. Though he found Kyra undeniably beautiful, all he wanted was money and to become rich.
"Don't be angry, Lucas," Kyra comforted him, rubbing his arms gently as they walked hand in hand.
"If you say so, I won't be angry. Let's find you some clothes," Lucas relented, a small smile forming on his face. Together, they made their way to a nearby clothing shop.
"Welcome, handsome male and beautiful female. How may I assist you today?" the cloth seller greeted them warmly, his smile extending from ear to ear.
Lucas finally felt better being acknowledged as hansome male. He asked the seller, "Show me some high-quality clothing for my female."
The cloth seller eagerly began showcasing the various clothes he had available. Kyra examined each piece with interest, admiring the beautiful prints and designs.
"Is there a particular outfit you like?" Lucas inquired.
Kyra pointed at a plain black dress. The choice surprised both the cloth seller and Lucas, as most women preferred colorful, patterned clothes.
"Are you sure about this?" the seller asked, astonished. This dress had remained untouched since its creation, as it deviated from the usual preferences of customers.
"Yes, I'm sure," Kyra responded, her hazel eyes gleaming with golden and blue flecks, adding allure to her angelic face and long red hair.
The cloth seller couldn't help but feel a sense of apprehension, as if there was something dangerous about Kyra, despite her approachable and gentle demeanor.
Not noticing the unease, Lucas asked, "How much does it cost?"
"It's 10 coins," the cloth seller replied, deciding to dismiss his unfounded suspicions. After all, why would any female be dangerous? Most of them were pampered and well fed by their mates.
Lucas paid for the dress and took Kyra's hand, but suddenly, the sky darkened, the wind picked up speed, and rain began to pour.
"Oh shit!" Lucas exclaimed, a curse slipping from his lips.