Auction [ II ]

'It'll be fine…'

I exhaled slowly, steadying my nerves as the auction moved into the miscellaneous items section.

This was the moment I had been waiting for. Among the rare trinkets, ancient scrolls and cursed relics, there was one particular item I had my eyes on.

The bidding began at a steady pace.

A set of enchanted lockpicks went first, snatched up by a rogue-looking individual seated in one of the lower-tier loges.

Next came a vial of alchemically distilled dragon's breath, which was claimed by an alchemist guild representative. It was one of the main ingredients needed for a potion that would increase user's training, so the price was quite steep.

None of these things piqued my interest, however.

Crossing my arms, I kept shifting my gaze back and forth between Aveline and the auctioneer.