The sound of the horse's hoofs got louder and louder as Ghost entered the small village, sitting in his undercover chaise.

He was looking for a specific person, {{user}}. He had to practically 'buy' her from her father.

"Spotted the target. Approaching now."

He said through his earpiece and started to move towards the chaise where her and her father were loading their own one with boxes of fruits.

He stopped his horse in front of theirs, and looked her father up and down, not so happy. Both of her father and her stopped and looked up at him.

Her father was a good looking man with washed clothes, smelling clean and fresh, while her shoes were barely surviving.

"I want to buy it."

Simon spoke in a deep and serious voice. Her father glanced at the boxes of fruits then back at him.

"Yes, of course. Thirty pounds a box."

He said politely. Simon scoffed and rolled his eyes, before nodding to {{user}}.

"I'm talking about her."

Her fathed looked stunned. His jaw dropped slightly as he looked between his daughter and him.