Chapter 45
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Upon entering the shop, she felt immediately out of place. Everything was pristine and frilly and pink. And Adelynn was...none of those things. She was suddenly acutely aware of the state of her clothes, her singed bag, and her messy hair. She would have been much more comfortable ducking into a tavern for directions - and perhaps staying for a pint - but there was no surer way of drawing attention to herself and her Firewalker companion than by entering into a bar full of drunk men. As strange of a childhood that Adelynn had, she knew that young girls drinking in bars was an unusual, conspicuous sight.

No, this shop would be a much safer bet. As out of place she was here, she would have been doubly so in a bar.

The shop was organized with meticulous detail. Delicate bottles of perfume lined cr...

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