The vendor nodded enthusiastically, rubbing his hands together. "Ah, I know just the place! Old Marcell's stall has the finest cocoa beans you'll find in the kingdom. His spices are top-notch too. You can't go wrong with him."
Amelia offered a gracious nod. "Thank you, I'll head there now."
As she made her way through the winding market paths, the buzz of activity surrounded her. Children darted between stalls, merchants called out their best deals, and the faint sound of a street musician playing a lute added a cheerful undertone to the scene. Despite the liveliness, Amelia's thoughts drifted to her goal.
Valentine's Day... I want this to be special for Alex. He's always doing so much for everyone. It's my turn to do something for him.
She stopped at a quaint stall with colorful jars and sacks of goods neatly displayed. A man in his late sixties, presumably Old Marcell, greeted her with a deep bow. "Lady Amelia, welcome. How may I assist you today?"
