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Gullveig said goodbye to the souvenir shop owner and left, feeling slightly confused, a feeling that only intensified as she continued to explore the city. From conversations with others, it became clear that, apart from the obvious patrolling, the girl couldn't offer much help to her brothers and sisters in this city. Of course, she could conduct interviews, but when Ilva, who was much more refined and charismatic, was available for that... It was almost unfair. After Tamfana (and not just after her, to be honest), Mirgoria seemed like a dream, but it was clear that few could enjoy this dream. There were many beautiful, intelligent people around, all friendly and smiling, but all interactions with them came down to just observing. No one here was interested in the modest range of services that Gullveig could provide – military skills, minor assistance, various social opportunities... The locals, accustomed to abundance, didn't need any of this.
She wanted to do so much, now that they were in this kind of province. Get a haircut, dress up, and groom herself... Definitely buy souvenirs for friends and children in Baldur. Definitely get a birthday gift for Kalentia. And that excellent spear in the armory... Sigh, why did she spend everything so quickly? It was very sad.
The incredibly high prices at the hotel were another surprise. Would she have to live at that campsite in the forest?! No, it was June now, and she couldn't really call herself too delicate for that, but... As a girl, she wanted a comfortable environment. And in any case, she would have to buy sleeping bags or something, which was also an expense...
Gullveig approached one of the shop windows and critically examined herself in the reflection.
"If I ever want to become a valkyrie, Mother, I need to be strong, not get lost, and be able to present myself in a good light."
The last month with Buvardia hadn't been in vain. Vegi had learned to choose her wardrobe better and take better care of herself. She noticed that, thanks to her relatively poor appetite, her stomach seemed to have gotten smaller (or was it that everything else had gotten a little bigger?). The local aristocrats weren't looking at her as if she were some kind of fool, which had somewhat been the case at the ball in Marion, meaning she could hope that she had actually achieved something...
So? Well, it was worth a try.
"Mother, people must love me. That will be the first step. I will strive to become better for my teacher with all my might until I save him. Away with the bad reputation! Away with the rustic ways! Today, I will be different, and I will shine!"
Gullveig goes to the amphitheater and signs up for a beauty contest.
She wanted to do so much, now that they were in this kind of province. Get a haircut, dress up, and groom herself... Definitely buy souvenirs for friends and children in Baldur. Definitely get a birthday gift for Kalentia. And that excellent spear in the armory... Sigh, why did she spend everything so quickly? It was very sad.
The incredibly high prices at the hotel were another surprise. Would she have to live at that campsite in the forest?! No, it was June now, and she couldn't really call herself too delicate for that, but... As a girl, she wanted a comfortable environment. And in any case, she would have to buy sleeping bags or something, which was also an expense...
Gullveig approached one of the shop windows and critically examined herself in the reflection.
"If I ever want to become a valkyrie, Mother, I need to be strong, not get lost, and be able to present myself in a good light."
The last month with Buvardia hadn't been in vain. Vegi had learned to choose her wardrobe better and take better care of herself. She noticed that, thanks to her relatively poor appetite, her stomach seemed to have gotten smaller (or was it that everything else had gotten a little bigger?). The local aristocrats weren't looking at her as if she were some kind of fool, which had somewhat been the case at the ball in Marion, meaning she could hope that she had actually achieved something...
So? Well, it was worth a try.
"Mother, people must love me. That will be the first step. I will strive to become better for my teacher with all my might until I save him. Away with the bad reputation! Away with the rustic ways! Today, I will be different, and I will shine!"
Gullveig goes to the amphitheater and signs up for a beauty contest.