Morning came faster than Liam expected. The sky was still soft with early light as he stepped out of the house, a tray balanced carefully in his hands. The air was cool, a sharp contrast to the heat of the forge, and for a moment, he enjoyed it. Behind him, the others were already awake, preparing for another long day, but this part was his job now. Delivering the snacks, dealing with people, and bringing back results. He adjusted his grip on the tray and started toward the market, trying to keep his steps steady so nothing shifted.
Today felt different. Yesterday had gone well, but this… this felt bigger.
'Maybe I should stay a bit longer at Lola's parents' shop today...'
He looked ahead, already picturing the stall.
'...you know, just to build trust or something...'
He scratched the back of his neck lightly.
'...not like I'm trying to marry their daughter or anything...'
He let out a small breath and kept walking.
