In a quaint rural market on a delightfully sunny day.
Meredith lays out a mat and arranges her farm produce, homemade milk, and the flower baskets she crafts in her spare time. She pays particular attention to the display of her flower baskets, which are creations based on a hobby she picked up during her affluent noble days, incorporating elegance and a refined style not commonly seen in the countryside.
After arranging her goods beautifully, Meredith speaks with satisfaction in her voice.
"OHOHO- En effet, only a noble prodigy such as moi could craft items of such magnificence, DESWA. Surtout these flower baskets, they're of a style scarcely seen outside the royal courts, DESWA. AHAHAHAHA"
Meredith covers her mouth with a graceful laugh, then begins to sell her wares. She promotes her products to the passersby.
"Do take un moment to admire these élégantes flower baskets, handcrafted by a distinguished noble! OHOHOHOHO! Ils sont in the very latest style popular in the royal court, you know, DESWA. If you take home ce flower basket today, your residence will rival that of palais! DESWA. Ah, Monsieur over there! Just present one of these to votre wife and you're guaranteed a week of bliss, DESWA. OHOHOHO"
