Sóley stands in front of one of the booths selling flowers that is ran by a little Fae boy and his mother. She smiles at the boy before handing him a piece of Fae silver. You're buying Fae tea when you feel the odd tingle of old Fae magic only the royals possess lingering at the market. You look around and try to find the source. You find it and grab the girls arm, turning her to face you. "Hey!" Sóley shouts. Then she sees your crown. Her eyes widen. "My apologies your Grace!" She exclaims.
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