Imdiately they left the restaurant, the first thing Wise did was to get Rosa a mask. He still knew little about her circumstances and to make sure she was safe, at least for now he had to conceal her identity.
Her mask was not as large as the one he had tucked in his shirt, it was a simple domino mask with shimring jews and light blue vine like patterns on its body.
Rosa did not argue, she simply put on the mask when he told her to, she was pretty excited by the idea of wearing one since many people still had masks on.
"Are we going to the bathhouse now?" She asked as she walked by his side, her eyes lingering on every single thing they went by.
...Like everything in her own city was strange to her.
Wise grabbed onto her hand. "Not yet, we have far too many things to do before then," he said, just before he suddenly pulled her along with him.
Rosa let out a yelp as she hurried up to catch up to Wise. Her hair was billowing in the wind and she was using her free hand to shift the stray strands that flew in her face.
"W-wait, slow down!" She scread just before letting out a giggle as they ran past multiple people.
Wise turned to glance at her, winking just before he increased his speed.
By the ti they arrived at their destination, Rosa was hunched over, her hands on her knees as she took heavy breaths while laughing.
"Y-you are r-really fit." She managed to say to Wise who was still standing, not even breaking a sweat.
After catching her breath, Rosa raised her head only to see that they were in front of a wooden shack.
Wise smiled and pointed at the shack, They sell the best beef skewer I’ve tasted in this city, and they open right about—"
Clack!
The large window of the shack had suddenly opened and out of it ca the most lovely aroma they had perceived all evening.
Rosa’s eyebrows were raised in surprise while Wise was rubbing his hands together. "You have to get here on ti or else..."
When Rosa turned back, she realised. That a long line had ford behind her, over twenty people lined up to have a taste of the mystery at.
Imdiately the chef saw Wise, he smiled. "You’re first again today? The usual, right?"
Wise nodded. "Make it two servings this ti." He took their food from the man and they both began to stroll down the street.
"Co on, try it."
Rosa eyed the at. She knew little about food like this but from the scent, she could already hear her stomach rumbling.
She lifted the at by the stick and watched as a dark sauce dripped down the at.
"Here goes nothing!" Rosa took a tiny bite of the at and chewed...
She took another bite, and then another until the at was halfway gone.
"Mmmmmm, how is it this good?" She asked, staring at the at before she took another bite.
Wise laughed, he watched as she devoured the at skewer within seconds, and when she was done she turned to face him.
"Can I have so of yours?" Rosa was showing a tiny level of greed that he didn’t not know she had.
"You want my at?"
’Wait... that doesn’t sound right.’
Before Wise could give a reply, Rosa grabbed a atball from his stick, stuffed it into her mouth and ran away.
"Hey!" Wise exclaid before giving chase, he let her have the upper hand for so ti, watching as she giggled and playfully ran right up until he caught her.
"I’m sorry, I’m sorry." She said, but Wise had a feeling she was anything but sorry.
They had gone a bit deeper into the city. By his left was a woman roasting corn and so other food over a fire while at the right was a clothing shop.
Wise glanced at what Rosa was wearing, they were clothes on a fast track to becoming rags.
"Want to go shopping?"
Rosa looked herself over and frowned. "I can’t let you go so far for—"
Before she could finish her sentence, Wise had already grabbed onto her wrist and pulled her into the shop, causing her eyes to widen in shock.
He walked up to the woman in charge and placed four silver coins in her hands. "Fit her with the best clothes you have, there are two more silver coins waiting for you if I’m very pleased."
The woman’s eyes glistened with greed and before Rosa could protest, she pulled her into the next room.
A few seconds passed and Rosa ca out donning a new fit. It was a long winter coat, paired up with fitted trousers and a leather handbag.
It was far better than the rags she had on earlier, but—
"Too formal."
The shopkeeper adjusted her glasses once again and pulled Rosa into the room.
They erged a minute later in a new set of clothes. Wise winced the mont he set eyes on her, the first thing he noticed was the colour... everything was pink.
A pink flowery skirt that went down to her knees, a pink jacket with white highlights and black shoes.
It was not bad, but still—
"Too... cute."
Rosa yelped as she was once again pulled deeper into the dressing room only to erge later.
This ti, Wise coughed imdiately when he saw her. She wore a black body hug gown that clung to her figure, accentuating her curves.
The gown had a dark intricate pattern strewn across the chest as though to draw notice to her cleavage. It was short, a few centiters above her mid-thigh and showed off her flawless skin.
Adding to that, a stylish split was cut upward, as though it wasn’t provocative enough as it was.
And to crown it all, Rosa innocently did a twirl to showcase the clothing.
Wise looked away from the scene. He could already hear the quiet buzz of the system’s presence.
"Too hot..."
In a low mont of pervertedness. Wise then quickly added, "Actually, this might be perfe—" Before he could finish his sentence, Rosa was once again pulled back into the room.
***
After shopping for clothes, Wise took Rosa to a place he had heard of on his first night here. But when they arrived, all that t them was a wide open field.
There was a short fence blocking intruders from entering but Wise easily jumped over it.
He reached from over the fence and to Rosa’s surprise lifted her above it as though she weighed nothing more than a piece of paper.
"What is this place?" She asked, letting her curiosity get the best out of her.
Wise began to walk towards a large building not too far away from them. "Do you know how it feels to fly?"
It was a strange question for an Ork, but it was the only way wise could describe the feeling.
Rosa chuckled. "I’m not a bird am I?"
Wise noticed that she had gotten far more lively, even throwing in jokes every now and then.
He stopped at the building and pushed the doors open. "Well, this is the closest to flying you can get."
Inside the room were several rows of horses, each lined up according to their height.
Rosa stared at them with childish curiosity. "Are we going horseback riding?" She had seen horses pull carriages before and had probably been on so in the past but she had never ridden one.
"But isn’t this place closed?"
Wise shrugged as he freed one of the horses, a black stallion with a majestic presence. A devious smile appeared on his lips, "Who is going to tell them?"
He pulled the horse outside, underneath the star-filled sky and lifted Rosa to sit atop it.
Then he sat behind and stretched his hands in front of her to hold onto the reins.
"Ready?" He asked, his voice reassuring, but Rosa looked down at the height of the drop if she were to fall.
"I guess, Woah—"
Rosa scread as the horse charged forward, charging through the empty field. The wind was rushing past her face and ears swiftly, creating a whistling sound in her ear.
She had unconsciously closed her eyes out of fear. After a few seconds, and realising she was still atop the horse, she opened them, starting with one eye and then the next.
When Rosa saw the scene in front of her she gasped.
The world was speeding past her at breathtaking speed, the wind was blowing against her and forcefully perating her clothes, caressing her skin and creating a feeling of lightness.
It was... as if she was flying.
She scread once more, but this ti it was not a scream of terror but one of excitent.
Tears of joy stread down her face but at the sa ti it, was tingled with a certain degree of sadness.
Rosalind could not recall what would cause such a pronounced reaction and frankly, she did not care.
Not now...
She leaned backward onto Wise’s chest, comforted by his warmth—
As they raced into the night.
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