Not long after May left the square, she heard a sound of soft footsteps coming from behind her.
"Mrs Lannis, please wait, Mrs Lannis!"
It took her quite a while to realize that it was referring to herself. When she turned back, she saw a girl, aged 17 or 18, running toward her.
The girl's hair was tied up like ram's horns, and her cheeks had gone red in the freezing wind, but her cotton-padded clothes and leather boots were brand new with good quality. If it were two years ago, May would have imagined the girl as someone's daughter from a rich family. But now more and more civilians could afford new clothes, it was not such a safe bet to judge a person's status from one's appearance anymore.
The girl ran to May's side and handed May one of her two salted fishes while gasping the cold air.
"Mrs Lannis, this is a little token of my gratitude. Please do accept it."
May was stunned and then asked, "A token of gratitude?"
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