Cynder decides to visit the marketplace

She became aware of her growing belly after a while and blushed. The thing was almost the size of a basket ball now. Cynder felt bad. "This isn't what Spyro would have wanted from me," she berated herself. "I'm not supposed to be locked up in my room all day. I'm supposed to go out and talk to other people."

She heaved her big belly underneath her and decide to go to the market place today. There was bound to be something to do there.

Like a cruel twist of fate, the market was celebrating some kind of international food day, with delicious scents from all over the world wafting across the streets, assaulting Cynder’s nose while vendor dragons shilled and bargained.

Cynder, realizing that there’s no escaping from yet more food, sighed before she made her way to one of the stands.