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Ira didn’t feel comfortable taking up the seller’s time, knowing that she couldn’t afford the item she wanted. And yet she could not resist asking:

- And what does it say? – the girl asked, running her fingers over the voluminous embroidery.

- Oh, this is an ancient Savilian text. They say it protects against evil spirits.

Ira, again admiring the wonderful work of tailoring, with difficulty took her eyes off the tunic and looked into the eyes of the seller. Biting her lip, she hesitated in place, but still asked:

- How much does it cost?

“For your beautiful eyes,” the seller waved his hands, “I’ll give it for one silver.” And I’ll sell riding leggings for the same amount.

Ira beamed.

- Is it true? Then I'll take it! – the girl fished out coins from her inner pocket and gave them to the seller.

- Thank you! Thank you and goodbye! – the brunette gave the seller the most sincere and heartfelt smile and walked away, clutching a bundle of new clothes to her chest with happiness.

Ira return