#holy proof

She wasn’t going to make her a better person. She was going to give Miss Vesci the opportunity to do good things, for the less fortunate around the Hamlet. Even if she was doing it for the image, it was still good work. Toustain convinces herself of this before knocking on the antiquarian’s door. She holds in her hands a large basket of bread, twelve loaves in total. Toustain had spent the last three hours making and baking them, just for this purpose. She’s surrounded in a mist of steam, warmth soaking into her skin. It makes the mouth water, just being near them.