Lunch time was over.
“Are... are we locked up here?”
Al hugged his legs and sat on the bed, trembling.
This was a well-decorated double bedroom, and the bed was so soft that it didn’t seem like a place for a prisoner to sleep.
But the emotions that the Dark Elf revealed in an instant just now, no matter how pure this high elf’s personality was, he could clearly feel that he was being ‘threatened’.
“As expected, the stories that Grandma told are all true... we’ll definitely be sold later.”Al covered his long ears as if he was unwilling to accept the fact that he had fallen into the ‘den of thieves’. “I haven’t even completed my coming of age ceremony yet.”
“Not yet.”
Twiggy was not as flustered as al. she went to the window of the bedroom and easily pushed it open.
But the scenery outside the window was a bustling street. To Twig’s ears, the sounds of human activity outside were no different from bad news.
