Meanwhile, a few blocks away from the pawn shop, the lady in the royal blue dress, Emilia Lindsley, still felt unsettled by her brush with that jester at the pawn shop. She looked back over her shoulder, continuing to walk across the market. She had what she needed for her friend's birthday, but the market was just coming to life. Maybe she could find something else interesting for herself. She thought it was too bad that she couldn't stay at the pawn shop. It looked like there were a lot of really interesting things there.

She looked at the ring she had bought, admiring it simply for having some sort of magical property. She stopped next to a stack of large, wooden crates and looked around, as if expecting to see her parents coming to take the ring away. When she was sure they weren't around, she slowly, carefully slipped her finger into it. Just as the man at the pawn shop had said, the ring automatically adjusted itself to the perfect size for her finger.

[color=7bcdc8]"Wow..."[/color] she said, a deep desire to see more magic welling up in her chest again. She pulled the ring off and continued on her way. Maybe she'd come across a shop with more magic trinkets on her way home.