Soleia clutched the hood she had, tilting it over her head even further to make sure her face was completely hidden. She retraced her steps, her boots treading through the snow as she weaved in and out of the crowd and headed for the familiar dark alleyway she had just been an hour prior.
The pouch of coins she had jingled under her coat, and perhaps it was because of her anxiety, she swore she could hear the sound of them knocking against one another much louder than usual, drawing the attention of some of the villagers who frequented this haunted area of town.
Dark stares were thrown her way, some curious and others a little more menacing. Soleia gritted her teeth and trudged forward, keeping a tighter hold on her coins. She didn't want to be robbed― especially since she would have no way of explaining her presence in this part of town to the guards.
Thankfully, the crystal store was open for business. The bell above the door jingled when she entered.
