It seemed Ancelin had to come to this place a lot lately. The local flea market. The first time she had come it was to get a rose that Jani had given her casted in gold and resin, this time it was to do the same to a rose that Tyler had given her.

She carried the rose gently in a wooden box that she had received her first rose in. She figured it would keep her safe, and save the woman who did the plating for her the cost of another box seeing as she kept the roses in a vase at home.

Ancelin was going straight to the booth, but she had been distracted on the way there by the various vendors. She was walking threw a small booth full of tables and book shelves covered in beanie babies. Her olive hand browsed threw the selection curiously, picking up any kind of bird or fish she could find and giving it a look over.