Lost Kingdom of The Seven Seas

The Untangled Knot

THE MARKET SMELLS REQUITED AND COMPENSATION. I don't see anyone looking justified bringging their products in their baskets. They don't glance twice in any person they cross with, so much of an indignant with each other. People are eager to stay away, afraid of a little attention.

There are only two kinds of people in the market, the costumers and the vendors.
Everybody is trying to play their roles well, having concealed of things they are afraid to expose.
Public is not the way you define the market.
The tables are set of different variety of fruits, the ones that I don't know what they're called. Those that commonly grow in this kind of place.

The gnome was leaping and showing his wide smile to the crowd, which nobody take a chance to see. I'm afraid everyone here is a ghost.

"Please stop that." I grumble.

"Stop what?" He asks, still not dropping his smile.

"Stop grinning, it's very peculiar. What are you smiling about?"

"Nothing, I just want to look different." He says. "Since when do you call a little smile peculiar?"

I ignored him, trying to find my focus in the crowd, everybody does not seem like someone you want to look up to keep walking.
I just want to find a room out of this place, where there is not much of a poker face statues moving.

"Oh! There it is, come on, let's meet Hermana, she's the best cook in the entire market."
How I wish he was right, because as much as I want to take a bite on that range of foods in the palace's table, it just felt wrong to even touch it. I wonder if I ate a piece of it, while a mad queen was staring, wondering if I was really sent by Avah.

We've enter a large beanery that smells really good even from outside. The smoke of the steam escaped and made the whole place alluring. This place knew someone like me cannot resist food.

There were beaucoups of tables forming in rows with set of lamp in each side. Lots of people were drinking beers and tossing goblets, they're drunk and dizzy, somebody needs to stop them.

On the other side, there were couples fighting and shouting for eternity under the heat of the smoke of the burning beef in the side of their tables.

One of them stared at me completely furious, wondering what I did wrong. I shifted my eyes to my company. Arcurry was walking ahead still in the complete state of joy.

We went into the large counter, where there was only a lady writing the meals of every costumer coming towards her. She doesn't look frazzle.

"We don't make deals like that!" Finally she shouted, the man at her front frowned in disapproval.

"What are you afraid of? It's not that bad. I can show you more of the boon if you like. I can offer you something more better." He summoned one of his guards to open a box of jewels and stones. It's like the one I saw on the road way to the palace.

"How did you get that?" The lady cried in surprise and curiousity.

"Didn't we say we're good at this. Come on, or else we'll find somebody else who knows the real value of treasure." The man said, crossing his arms, he's a marshall. I know that by his golden badge beside his chest.

The lady looks undecided.

"Wait-" Arcurry's voice came into a view.

The lady looks at him. She's shocked.

"Rc, hello! I never saw you in a while." She exclaimed. She gets off from her table and walks towards us, embracing the gnome by her arms.

"Me too, what's the fuss?" Asks the gnome.