Season of Winter, Day 1, 510 AV
It was midday, or somewhere around there, as Alenias wandered about the streets of Ravok. Treanas had been gone for a few days now, but she was not currently looking for him. He had told her he would be back, and so he would be back. Mostly at the point she was bored, and so she wandered to see what she could see.
It was a little while until she saw something that caught her eye. There, sitting on a merchant's stall, was something shiny and pretty. Alenias paused in her tracks, right in the middle of the street, and stared at the shiny object. It wasn't the shinnies Treanas asked for, but it sparkled like them in the light. Her dark eyes darted to the merchant, who was busy holding something else shiny and talking to a woman, and then back to the shiny thing that had caught her eye.
She knew people got upset when she touched anything shiny, and so she knew she'd have to be very careful picking up the shiny. Continually glancing back at the merchant she slowly walked towards the stall, and the shiny that waited for her.