Procurement

It was the same blue cloth Marcius' robes were sewn from. Double-knit jersey, warm and light. She wrapped the roll around her slender frame to check if it was sufficient to make a dress. The rest of the bucket goods went to the kitchen table, for souplady to cook.

"So nice to have loving and caring friends, who give you nice things willingly. Almost willingly", - she laughed to herself.