Heena stopped for a moment and looked around. Then, with a small sigh, she reached up and pulled down her hood.
There was no point hiding her face here. If anything, looking like a suspicious figure in a black cloak would only attract more attention.
The moment her face became visible, a few nearby men noticed her.
"Beautiful lady, are you looking for some company tonight?"
"Come to our pavilion! We have the finest wine and the most handsome men in the capital."
"Miss, why walk alone? Let me accompany you."
One particularly bold young man even stepped closer, offering her a charming smile.
Heena glanced at him.
"Do you have a death wish?"
The young man's smile froze.
Heena continued walking without waiting for his reply.
Behind her, the men exchanged looks before bursting into quiet laughter. Some found her cold attitude amusing, while others simply watched her leave, admiring her figure as she disappeared into the crowd.
