The shopkeeper of the Treasure Pavilion was introducing a set of red gold inlaid with rubies headpieces to a customer. Although the gemstones weren't big, they came from Sri Lanka and had a unique cherry red color, perfect for a young lady. Of course, the price was not cheap, and it wasn't something just any girl could afford.
However, the customer in front of him perhaps lacked other things, but not Silver, for she was the daughter and only child of the wealthiest man in Hami.
It was said that this girl was different from other girls, not fond of the scent of spices and perfumes, but loved the smell of fruit.
Wherever she was at home, there had to be several plates of fruit around, replaced with fresh ones daily.
In summer and autumn, this was fine as the Hami fruits were so abundant they lined the streets, but in winter, fresh fruits were costlier than gold, yet she still insisted.
