Brothels and Signets

Lyric followed Mariam through the bustling crowd, her eyes wide with wonder and curiosity. The vibrancy of Antiva was intoxicating, and even the dubious name of *The Lusty Sow* couldn’t dampen her spirits. She noticed the way Mariam avoided certain vendors, a clear indication of her familiarity with the city's more questionable elements.

When Mariam pointed out the unfamiliar fruit, Lyric leaned in to get a closer look, the corners of her mouth curling up in a smile. It’s incredible, isn’t it? This place is like a treasure trove of the unusual and exotic, she said, her voice filled with genuine fascination. I’ve never seen anything like it either.

She straightened up, her gaze sweeping over the market stalls, each one more intriguing than the last. You’re right, I’ve never been to Antiva before. It’s... overwhelming, but in the best possible way. There’s so much to see, so much to experience. It’s like the city is alive, buzzing with energy, she continued, her enthusiasm palpable.

Lyric noticed Mariam’s ease in the city, the way she navigated the market with practiced confidence. It was clear that Mariam had a deep understanding of the place, despite her apparent dislike for it. Lyric found herself feeling grateful for her companion's guidance, knowing she would be lost in the chaos without her.

Thank you for bringing me here, Mariam. I know it’s not your favorite place, but I’m glad to be experiencing it with you, Lyric said, her tone sincere. She hoped her appreciation was evident, wanting Mariam to know how much she valued their time together.

As they continued walking, Lyric couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement for the adventures that lay ahead. Antiva was just the beginning, and with Mariam by her side, she felt ready to face whatever challenges and wonders the world had to offer.

@Mariam DeTyne