"Halt! Do you have a permit to enter the city?" A soldier inclined his spear sideways, blocking entry as he noticed the approach of Re'Kha.
"I don't have an entry permit." Re'Kha shook her head. An entry permit was a document that allowed a native of the city to enter and exit the city without any restrictions. After all, most of the people have to move daily due to their work or other reasons.
But, only those that had been registered in the city—those that had been born in it—had an entry permit. As Re'Kha didn't have that, she couldn't enter. The soldier gazed at her face, focusing on her forehead, seeing the bright blue glow of the gem embedded on her Tikka jewellery.
"That would be 1 RuQi, my lady." For a moment, he shuddered, fearing his actions might offend the other party. There had been instances where a guard was executed just because his actions were rude towards a nobleman. So, the guard regretted asking for the toll, even though it was his job.