Selling More Than Goods

The Underground Market was nothing like Lyrasia had ever seen. The streets above, filled with noble merchants and proper negotiations, were a world apart from the shadows she now walked through.

Here, wealth wasn't counted in gold alone—it was measured in leverage, secrets, and power.

She had managed to pass the gatekeepers' tests with her wits intact, but now she stood at the entrance of something far bigger. The Grand Auction.

A towering, lavishly decorated hall unfolded before her, filled with aristocrats cloaked in dark hoods, merchants whose faces bore no names, and crime lords who wielded influence like a blade.

Candles flickered against the obsidian walls, illuminating the stage where treasures beyond imagination were brought forth.

But Lyrasia wasn't here for jewels or art. She needed food—enough to save her village. And if the Underground Market couldn't provide it, then she would find another way.