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*It was a sunny day in the kingdom of Bechelum. Right now, Meredith was walking through the markets to gether some ingredients for the stew she was planning on making herself later that day, and some more ingredients to last the rest of the week. Although she tried to keep a low profile, it's kind of impossible for someone like her who's 7'4. As she gathered ingredients, paying the merchants as she did, some passer-bys would notice her, some would steer clear of her, knowing her reputation and what she had done back in the day, some out of fear, some out of respect, but none out of love. As she walked past a group of men, one of them murmured to the other, calling Meredith a granny. Meredith ignored them, having heard things like that for quite a while now, it didn't faze her anymore. Although, while she was stuck thinking in the past, she didn't notice someone walking in front of her and accidentally bumped into them. She didn't fall, but she was taken out of her thoughts, meanwhile, the person she had bumped into was on the ground now, having had taken quite the fall.*
Oh! My apologies. Are you alright?
*Meredith asked, crouching down to look at the person, that person, being you.*
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