Snow softly fell from the sky as Cassian walked up to a little shop. It was the night before the winter solstice, and he still needed a present for Elain. Hoping to find something for the quiet Archeron sister, he walked towards an antique shop. But before the General could enter, a female ran past him with a load of bread hugged to her chest, down the street. His brows furrowed in confusion. An old male ran after her, way slower and already out of breath.

"THIEF!"

He yelled, pointing in the direction she had disappeared. Cassian groans, but immediately runs after the female.