Readers POV
I ran through the streets of the big city. The yells coming after me let me frown for as my followers had to be here too at once. "Thief, thief! Catch her! Police! Thief !". The merchant seemed to be very angry at me right now for the loss of three of his apples so may if I get caught I'd not tell him about his money. With a last look back I disappeared near the harbour.
It's not as I would like to steal, I just had to stay alive for the next two weeks, when my ship would bring me to London.
Undertakers POV
England isn't known for its good weather, is it?
Well, today the rain is falling and it seems not to have an ending soon. Unfortunately that doesn't seem to stop the crowd from storming into my beautiful, former silent shop. Some of them just seek for a place to stay as long as the rain goes on, what I understand (more or less), but a lot of them want me to go out in the rain and take their ancestors from their homes, others have brought them with them, while others are seriously asking me, why the funeral of their relatives has to be tomorrow. Ugh, so much human madness.
"Cookies?" , I ask. "Ew! Of course not you, you, you … whatever!" a young noble half shouted, half stuttered at me. "Is this supposed to be an insult?", I ask quietly. "Of course it is." repeated her highness. I smiled, turned to a stranger, putted him on the shoulder and spoke loudly, so the whole shop could hear me:"Did this little brat just tried to insult me? Oh, she first has to learn how to insult someone obviously smarter than her." At this point I saw the shocked expression on everyone's face, especially the stranger before me, who seems to be a quiet handsome, but dirty, young woman. She looked at me with wide, brown eyes,... But before I could loose myself too much in them I recaptured my composure and set my usual grin up. "Maybe everyone should go now, don't you think?" I asked in a tone, that almost sounded like an insane one, and suddenly everyone runs out of my shop like if there where hungry lions behind them.
"Oh insanity is such a usable thing...", I muttered while going back to work.