"Coming through" Yasmin yelled as she whisked herself between the rowdy crowd. Everything seemed to be as usual as anything as Yasmin carried a tray filled with a set of mugs which had coffee filled in them.

"Here is your latte and yours and yours" Yasmin joked freely as she placed them each after the other to each person.

She smiled politely before walking away from them and humming in hush tones.

Yasmin was the daughter of a really poor farmer however she had a striking appearance that made her stand out of the crowd, her smile was enough to steal all the men away and even ladies felt jealous...