Instead of approaching the shop's front entrance once again, where I'd be visible to anyone passing by, I looked around for the 'back' of the place.
Most businesses in my world had service entrances for deliveries. A fact I know from sneaking out for trysts with a few... outwardly reputable daughters of merchants.
Women who I developed carefully crafted scenarios of mutually assured destruction should our escapades ever reach the ears of my family.
> An outlet which I poured my distaste for an eventual sentencing. To be married off and promote relations with a distant kingdom was not my desire. It was a burden of my station. I'll just stay calm. I doubt anything will come of it. It's not like I stole anything, just ignored a sign. Quick, search. Be ready to help, please. I knew you would betray me some day. <