"My," said the merchant, with a slight curve to her smile, as if she were smiling, and an icy look in her eyes, "you have an impudent, over-bold, arrogant little lass here." "You'll want to hear me, sir," said Avice. Marcus gave her a sidelong glance, as if he feared she were an impostor from the way she talked. Avice bit her lip. She could act, he knew she could act, she could only hope he did not mistrust her. "You never know whether the goods will be here when you come back if you leave now." "Such is life," said Marcus, turning away. Avice swallowed. She stepped away, and said, "I don't know this town." "How did you get here?" said Marcus. She let her breath out and led him back to the alley despite the stares they garnered on the way. "I think we need to go back."
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Date: 2024-11-11 02:12 am (UTC)"You'll want to hear me, sir," said Avice.
Marcus gave her a sidelong glance, as if he feared she were an impostor from the way she talked. Avice bit her lip. She could act, he knew she could act, she could only hope he did not mistrust her.
"You never know whether the goods will be here when you come back if you leave now."
"Such is life," said Marcus, turning away.
Avice swallowed. She stepped away, and said, "I don't know this town."
"How did you get here?" said Marcus.
She let her breath out and led him back to the alley despite the stares they garnered on the way. "I think we need to go back."