77 Price of the wool

Anna POV Getting into the carriage, we left the castle to the market. When we reached there, the coachman parked the carriage and we came down. “The season of winter is slowly approaching.” Hannah muttered and I nodded my head. “What kind of wool do you plan to buy?” Hannah asked. “The rare colour of wool. We should go to the store we bought from the last time we were here.” I replied. “It is right there.” She pointed out and I followed her behind to the store. We walked inside holding basket where the wools would be kept in. The store attendant welcomed us warmly and she led us inside the store where rare colours of wools was found. As we walked past the large store, one of the wools caught my interest and I turned around to ask the store attendant. I decided to buy the wool as it would look great on the sweater I was about to knit. “How much is this?” I asked the store attendant who had her eyes fixed on a young lady who was backing me. “Miss!” I said, to gain her attention.