Helio’s POV
I took a deep breath of the early morning air. The market was in full swing. I could hear the villagers hustling and bustling around as I walked down the servants’ path into town. I was a bit unsure that I was doing the right thing, but I didn’t turn back. I just had to get through the main market as quickly as possible.
I grunted, scratching my shoulder where the rough fabric made my skin itch. I should have paid the servant less money for these clothes, but I didn’t have smaller coinage when I came up with this scheme.
I just hoped it was enough to get me through the market without issue. I tugged the hood that felt like burlap further down on my head, holding my breath for someone to notice me. I should have put a scarf over my face or something.
“Hey!”
I went still.
