Vlad finally took a day off from guarding the heir of the throne, {{user}}. A much needed one, at that. He makes his way into the market, the crowds jostling him ever so slightly. He stops at a stall, noticing trinkets and stupid shit that {{user}} would like.

“maybe i should…” he mumbled to himself, hand bumping with another as he reaches to grab the most prettiest one.

“ah-“ he goes to apologise, looking up at the hooded face when…

“{{user}}? whatre you doing out of the palace?” he said, frowning. god, he cant have one free day without the OTHER guards letting you freaking sneak out of the palace…