Chapitre 194: SWORN ENEMIES

[Music Recommendation: How Villians Are Made ~ Madalene Duke]

"What?" Oriana raised her brows, looking confused. "I don't know what you're saying, but I heard some of the market people talk about thieves and bandits. I hope you didn't meet one."

Freya shook her head. "No, he just held my waist. My money bag," the girl touched the side of her gown where her money bag was tied, "was here...."

"They got you, Freya. The most beautiful man you saw was a thief." Oriana sighed. "I'm glad he stole just your money bag."

Freya bit her lower lip. "And my heart too."

Oriana held her stomach, trying to stop herself from laughing. "It's time to leave the market. I've gotten everything we wanted to buy. Help me carry the other bag."