Yxellra's POV
I stirred in the middle of the night, a restlessness settling upon me like a soft whisper.
Unable to return to sleep, I decided to make productive use of my time as an aspiring mysterious merchant.
With a swift passcode of "open sesame," my holographic online store materialized before me, showcasing an array of delectable modern-world treats.
Elena's voice echoed in my mind as I browsed through the virtual aisles.
"Yxellra, remember, caution is your ally. Venture forth with purpose, and may your path be illuminated by wisdom."
Taking her advice to heart, I carefully selected a variety of foods that were yet unknown in this world.
With points to spare, I checked out, and with a subtle flourish, the groceries appeared in a mysterious box before me.
The next morning, the routine continued. Elena and Roderick, driven by their sense of duty, left for the guild to explore new missions.
I, on the other hand, strolled through the market of Minaoura Kingdom, known for its exquisite craftsmanship. Intricately designed trinkets and vibrant fabrics adorned the stalls, a testament to the kingdom's rich cultural heritage.
My steps led me to Slumber, a quieter part of the kingdom, where my eyes caught sight of a young street urchin attempting to pilfer a loaf of bread.
Reacting on instinct, I intervened, sparing the child from pursuit.
The young thief, a boy named Marco, explained that the stolen bread was meant for his ailing grandmother.
Curiosity piqued, I followed Marco to his humble abode, discovering a frail old woman in desperate need of help.
Compassion welled up within me, and I couldn't ignore the call of my healing powers.
With a gentle touch, I attempted to alleviate the woman's ailments, though the wounds ran deep.
"Ah, dear child," Whiskerwyn's enigmatic voice echoed in my ears, "the essence of your healing magic may not cure all wounds, but its touch offers solace to the suffering."
Despite my efforts, the elderly woman's condition remained critical.
Grateful for my attempt, Marco expressed his thanks, asking what he could offer in return.
An idea formed in my mind, inspired by the groceries I had bought the previous night.
"Marco," I said, "I have a proposition. I'll entrust you with some of my unique foods. You can sell them in the market, and we'll share the profits. Your grandmother's needs will be taken care of."
Marco, initially skeptical, eventually agreed, acknowledging the potential of my mysterious offerings.
With a satchel filled with modern-world delights, Marco set off to the market, leaving me to ponder the intricacies of my newfound partnership.
In the following days, the market buzzed with whispers of exotic delicacies.
Marco, now my silent partner, managed the sales discreetly.
The profits were divided, with a portion designated for the well-being of Marco's grandmother.
As I made my way back to the inn, I couldn't help but reflect on the delicate balance between trust and secrecy.
The journey continued, and with each step, I navigated the intricate threads of fate, forging alliances and keeping the shadows at bay.
The holographic glow of my online store and the silent whispers of Whiskerwyn accompanied me, shrouding my path in mystery and intrigue.
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The Merchant Princess's Magical Online Emporium
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