gold encrusted — ft. taeil
it was easier than expected to lose the guards duur had placed on her, although to their credit, it notably hard to keep track of the royal in amidst of crowds upon crowds of benders and nonbenders flooding the grounds of duur. with a little twist and a turn, seulgi had easily slipped past their line of vision and into a far calmer street than prior, one filled with booths selling trinkets and the occasional cart selling fire nation delectables.
granted, most weren’t exactly foods allowed inside the palace ( and therefore nothing seulgi could get on a regular basis without bribery or risking the gods by sneaking out into the city ) -- but still, the princess remained quite in tune with what was or wasn’t popular within her nation’s walls.
and as of late, it’s been crispy fire tofu.
notably, the line is long, nothing seulgi particularly wanted to submit herself with--such was the reason why she had halted a citizen in his tracks, fingers curling into the coarse fabric of his sleeve.
“i will buy that from you.” she hums with a slight curve of her lips, procuring two pieces of suryan gold from her sleeve as her eyes regard the person before her. “how about it?”