The carriage stopped in front of the small shop, and Guilas and Arya got off the carriage and entered this shop filled with a mysterious atmosphere.
The shop was filled with all kinds of magical ornaments, including sparkling crystal balls, necklaces engraved with runes, and various peculiar magical props.
Arya's eyes were drawn to an exquisite silver hairpin, adorned with a deep blue gem that shimmered as if it held some mysterious power.
Excitedly, she picked up the hairpin and tried it on in front of the mirror, where the silver clip stood out brilliantly against her black hair.
Guilas looked at Arya's satisfied and happy expression, feeling warm inside. He walked to the counter and said to the shopkeeper, "We'll take this hair accessory, and please show me the most special magical items in your shop."
The shopkeeper was an old man with a face full of wrinkles and a sly look in his eyes. Seeing Guilas dressed in extraordinary noble attire, he nodded and then took out an ancient wooden box from under the counter.
Open the wooden box, inside lies a golden bracelet, engraved with intricate magical runes, emitting a faint golden light. The light is not dazzling, but it possesses an unfathomable magical power, as if it could draw people into another mysterious world.
Arya is drawn to this golden bracelet. As she approaches for a closer look, she sees the runes gently flowing, exuding an indescribable magic.
She reached out and gently touched the cold metal, feeling a warm energy flowing into her body from the bracelet.
"Uncle, what is this?" Arya asked curiously.
The shopkeeper's eyes flashed with a hint of excitement: "This is an ancient magic bracelet, said to have belonged to a powerful witch. Not only is it beautiful, but it also enhances the wearer's magical abilities."
Guilas listened with a spark of interest: "So, this bracelet would be perfect for Arya."
Arya looked at the bracelet, her eyes shimmering with desire. Guilas smiled and took out a bag of coins from his pocket, handing it to the shopkeeper: "We'll take it."
After the transaction was completed, they left the small shop and continued to stroll along the bustling streets. Arya put on the newly purchased bracelet, feeling a warm and powerful force flowing within her, her eyes filled with wonder and joy.
The crowd on the street is bustling, with various vendors' calls and laughter interweaving to form a lively scene. They pass by a shop selling all kinds of exotic desserts, and Arya is drawn to the colorful array of sweets, pulling Guilas inside.
The desserts in the shop are colorful and diverse in shape, some resembling small gems, others like vibrant butterflies. Arya selects several desserts that pique her interest, while Guilas smiles and watches her from the side.
After leaving the dessert shop, they visited many other stores, buying various unique small items and clothes. As the sun set, the lanterns on the street gradually lit up, making the whole street even more brilliant.
Arya leaned on Guilas's shoulder, her eyes shining with happiness. She felt her father's love and care, and her heart was filled with warmth and a sense of security.
Guilas gently touched her head, his eyes filled with love: "Arya, no matter how you grow up, to me, you will always be my precious little daughter."
Arya looked up at Guilas with tears of gratitude in her eyes: "Thank you, Dad, I love you."
They strolled along the street, enjoying this rare parent-child time together.
The surrounding lights, voices, and aromas intertwined, weaving a beautiful and heartwarming picture. For Arya, this moment became one of the most precious memories of her life.
Even though she later regained the memory of being a saint, this experience still held an irreplaceable place in her heart.
In the castle of Guilas, everything is so quiet and peaceful. Every stone and brick of the castle seems to be telling ancient and mysterious stories.
The sunlight shines through the tall windows, illuminating every corner of this ancient fortress.
Arya, this six-year-old girl, is sitting in her room, holding a book with magical illustrations. Her eyes are shining with curiosity and eagerness as she gently flips through the pages of the book.
Her hair shines like the brightest stars in the night sky, and her eyes are as clear as the mountain springs.
Guilas stood at the door, quietly watching her. His eyes were filled with love and pride.
He knew that Arya was no longer the little baby who needed to be taken care of all the time. She was growing up, becoming a little girl with her own thoughts and feelings.
"Dad, look!" Arya exclaimed, jumping up and running to Guilas, holding a book in her hand. "The magic in this book is so amazing! I want to learn it too!"
Guilas crouched down and met his daughter's gaze. His eyes were gentle, and he had a smile on his lips. " Arya, if you want to learn, of course, Dad will teach you. But magic is not a simple thing; you need a lot of patience and effort."
Arya's eyes sparkled with determination. "I will work hard, Dad! I want to become a powerful wizard just like you!"
Guilas felt a complex mix of emotions in his heart. He knew that Arya's growth meant he needed to let go, allowing her to explore the world, learn, and grow. But as a father, he couldn't help but worry and feel afraid.
They walked out of the room and into the spacious courtyard of the castle. This was Arya's favorite place because it was filled with all kinds of magical plants and animals. She loved to run and play here, feeling the magic of nature.
Guilas led Arya to a quiet corner. There was a small pond, its surface as calm as a mirror, reflecting the blue of the sky and the white of the clouds.
"Arya, now I will teach you a simple water magic," Guilas said, reaching out and lightly touching the water's surface.
Ripples immediately appeared on the water, and gradually, a small water flower rose from the surface, floating in the air. Arya's eyes lit up as she looked in amazement at this wonderful sight.
"Dad, this is amazing!" she exclaimed in surprise.
Guilas smiled as he looked at her. "This is just the most basic magic, Arya. When you learn to control and feel the power of nature, you will be able to do even more incredible things."
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