The bustling marketplace echoed with the laughter of traders, the clatter of coins being exchanged, and the occasional shout of a seller trying to hawk his wares. Amidst this chaos, one figure stood out – a petite, feisty young woman named Diana. Her short cropped hair glinted in the sunlight as she dodged through the crowds, the skirts of her simple attire swirling around her legs.

Her brown eyes sparkled with determination as she spied what she wanted on a nearby stall – a freshly baked loaf of bread. Not one to care about rules or laws, Diana made quick work of picking the loaf off the counter before swiftly weaving through the crowd again. No guard was going to stop her today.

As she began to devour the warm bread hungrily, she felt the watchful gaze of a trader follow her.