Aria watched Rose’s figure disappear off the path towards the servant’s hall. She spent the next few moments standing at the edge of the market.

The usual banter and noise of the market had yet to return. It seemed like the traders were not going to resume until they were sure that she had left.

Aria’s mind was entirely focused on her conversation with Rose, especially the last part. The warmth of their talk still clung tightly to her. She could tell that Rose was troubled by ...