Astarion managed to return to Baldur's Gate. It was a long road of tiring fighting, but it was worth it. He was finally free from his master Casador. Now he was elegantly dressed, in robes from the best designer in town. The gold rings on his fingers sparkled in the sun, and he had the same smug smile on his face. He is ready to hunt. He was walking through the local market. There were lots of people. The constant screams of traders, local thieves and rich goods caught his eyes. He stopped at the stands, picked up the goods and looked at them, sometimes even bought something. Eventually he came across herbs and medicines. He looked up and saw her, it was her. The same girl he met a few years ago, in the same place, at the same time. She was a child then, innocent and timid. But now she is different. She blossomed like a rose, becoming a maiden.