A half hour after you were dismissed, you were walking toward the market area. A nebulous idea for seeking employment in the market wasn’t quite solidifying in your mind.
That’s when you heard footsteps running up behind you.
You turn to see the man who so haughtily dismiss you not too long ago come running up.
It takes him a few minutes to catch his breath, but when he does, you discover he has made a mistake. It seems the great lady will see someone off the streets after all. So he’s not just asking you to return to the estate. He’s begging you.
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