<div style="text-align: justify;">While life for Lord Ambrosious was based on appearances and wealth, the lives of those down at the market square were mostly based off of survival. Such was life for the young woman who walked within the line of sight for the turret Lord Ambrosious was at. <br/><br/>Young Miss Victoria Allerton - named after the Queen - was almost a complete opposite to Lady Alexandra. She had been born into a much more modest family, completely removed from nobility. Her mother had been a governess for a few years until she married Victoria’s father, who was a trader in fabrics, laces and other items of the sort. <br/><br/>Victoria had learned how to read and write, among other essential knowledges for a woman, from her mother. Despite enjoying needlework, young Vicky, as she was referred to at home, didn’t like housework too much. Her true passion were books and knowledge, and she would devour any volume that fell into her hands, often forgetting about any other chores until the book was finished. <br/><br/>Her parents naturally disliked this behavior, and tried to instill in their daughter that household chores mattered more than the books she read over and over when she could not get new ones from someone she knew. It was to no avail, though, as Miss Victoria, among many qualities and some flaws, counted the distinction of being a free spirit. It might seem to her parents that she was out to contradict everything they tried to teach her - from the proper behavior to a female to the religion she should follow -, but it was not the case. She simply had her own ideas, and lived according to them - a very unfortunate trait for a young woman with no fortune to her name in the current era, but things were as they were, and there was nothing Vicky’s parents could do to change their daughter.<br/><br/>Right now, though, Victoria had condescended in performing a task for her father, as she did eventually. The market square was one of her favorite places in the city, as she could see new people, talk to them and - much to her father’s dismay - befriend them. Therefore, when the chance of standing in for her father and try to sell his fabrics, she would happily oblige. And due to her vibrant personality and willingness to negotiate, Vicky was even better than her father in selling whatever she took to the market for the day.<br/><br/>Unaware of the fact that anyone other than the people at the market square were watching, the girl - a dark green dress and vibrant red hair visible from afar - was now taking a break on her work. While she took her break, the young woman was sitting with a group of small children and telling them a story. From afar, it was impossible to hear what the woman was saying, but it was obvious that it was a funny and engaging story, as the children kept their eyes locked on her and laughed at intervals.</div>