Vendors barked prices while buyers haggled, laughter weaving through the din.
Jared weighed their options, selling loot risked exposure, refinery wages crawled, and guild missions might cost weeks he could not spare.
His calculation stalled when a sudden roar of voices burst ahead. "Come on! A martial contest for marriage!"
"Seriously? Which fairy is searching for a husband?"
"Ms. Vivian of the Chance Family in East City! One of Cloudhaven's old houses!"
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