experiencing utter horror
-- Exactly... -- Alessia pulled her cloak back. -- Alas, I have been afflicted with a terrible curse. Most esteemed sir, do me and the entire city a small favor – bring me at least a mask so that I can at least reach the city limits without disturbing the people, and I will personally reward you for this good deed; I am not poor...
A hefty bundle, worth about a hundred and a half seliks, flew out from under the cloak and landed at the guard's feet.
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers