The market square was just coming alive. As always. A few new faces, a family from the mine towns, the group of men browsing for some idiotic trinket to idle away their ti-
No. she told herself, you cannot think that of them. Kurono sighed. He wasn't there, without a doubt. She sighed, a stomach growling relentlessly. Well... he's not coming. Might as well eat. She made her way over to a stand that was selling Lehvian food, its enticing scents making it impossible to refuse. She grabbed a small bag from the many tied at her waist, and set it down.
"That'll pay for three loaves." she said, the small man shrinking at her vast size. Her took the bag, and poured its contents, silver coins, into a woven basket which had many more.
"Yes sir, right away." he said in the common Kyo accent, "Say, we don't get many Murneders anymore, I thought you all have been exiled to Hurncain Isle. I'm grateful for the business, please not take offense at my ponderings."
"Ha ha, no offense has been taken kind sir," she laughed, grabbing three loaves of the pastry from the shelves, "alas, 'tis true. But I remain here, and I shall stay." The stall owner, put at ease due to Kurono's light-hearted nature, regained his previous posture.
"Yes, well, thank you, and may the Emperor's graces smile upon you."
"Thank you as well, and may the Emperor's graces smile upon you." she answered, returning the farewell, and turned to leave, bagging her loaves. A man caught her eye, one who had donned a white cloak line with blue on the edges. She gasped softly, and set off after him. She lost sight of him as quickly as she had gained it though, and despair filled her mind. No, not after all these years... I can't let him get away!
"Hey, you!" she shouted in a booming voice, one that silenced the entire courtyard. "Stop!" Kurono charged after him, people scrambling to get out of the way. She rushed to the street he'd turned onto, and followed, almost blindly. Where was he? she thought to herself, panic over taking her mind. She ran through the street, skimming over the alleyways and windows. Nowhere could the man be seen.