The morning burst into a loud, encompassing noise and different scents from stalls. People walked by the streets as merchants come to propose their goods; exclusive food you can only get from the capital, souvenirs of Feuersturm, and a variety of things Faustina never saw before. They were just in the outskirts of the capital, meaning they were not even inside the metropolis just yet; however, with such a gleeful morning and a seemingly festive display in just the peripheries, Faustina brimmed with both fear and excitement.
"Nervous?" Lucas asks as he smiles, ruffling Faustina's hair. "Nobles in the capital may mistake you for someone from Verteidigerin, but since you are in Feuersturm, they'll immediately know whose house you belong to."
"Won't they be suspicious because I've been hidden for so long?" A downcast stare. "Brother,"
