Turning, his original purpose for coming here forgotten, the merchant boy began whistling a random tune while he made his way back to his lodging place, good deed done for the day. Of course, he would never tell his sisters that he'd given a doll away for free.. They'd tease him mercilessly about 'going soft', and all sorts of other girly stuff he didn't want to deal with.
But, as he'd predicted, his pack felt much lighter now than it had coming here.
And it was still too damn cold.
