Winter picked up the apple, examining it with a happy smile. It wasn’t often that the young albino was allowed to come to the market, so she planned to make the most of it. She did her best to ignore her bodyguards, a group of about five men that were around her in varying degrees of distance. The closest one, a Russian man named Sergio that had cared for her since she was little, carried all her shopping.
“Today’s such a nice day~” She said to Sergio in Turkish, giggling happily as she put the apple down and turned to continue walking. She was dressed for the delightfully warm weather, wearing a light blue sun dress with soft white slip on. A blue parasol with white lace rested against her shoulder, protecting her fragile pale skin from the sun as she continued to walk down the sidewalk.