"Isn't she the?"
"The queen?" jested Igna, "-yeah, it's her, ignore," they followed the pathway. Cars waited at the entrance, Eia, trapped in the flock of peasants earnestly tried to gain his attention, in said moment, the path of escape merged into the hues of strangers.
'He ignored me?' her raised arm dropped in embarrassment, the few clients noticed and immediately whispered to their friends. A spotlight of 'under breath,' comments made the rounds, the center of attention, Eia, had her heart beating in her fingertips, the feet froze, '-how dare he,' she ducked through the double door and rushed for the castle. Returning visitors stared at her, '-they're judging me,' she gritted, '-how dare he put me through- ' anger and embarrassment blinded her sight till she accidentally knocked over a demi-human toddler. He fell hard on the marble floor, "-MA-MA," he cried aloud, the uncaring crowd rushed.
