Although she had not been herself at the time, her visit to the market with Kili had intrigued Tauriel, and so, now that she was free of all that hair, she found her way back there. At first, she just wandered, looking at all there was to see, and observing the people going about their business. Now she was testing her ability to negotiate and barter. She was pleased to find that her ability to keep a rather stoic expression served her well for such tasks.

A vendor selling flowers caught her eye, and she made her way over to look at them, breathing in the fragrance with a happy sigh. It seemed a silly thing to buy, but she did rather like them. For a moment, she closed her eyes, and allowed her mind to wander elsewhere. To warm spring days spent gathering flowers as a little child. She had been so carefree then, her mother weaving the flowers into her hair, telling her stories while she worked. She could barely remember her face sometimes, but the smell of fresh flowers stayed with her, reminding her of those days. A content smile played at her lips as she lingered there, allowing her daydream to last for a while longer.