The crowd flowed in different directions, unaware of the presence of a high-status lady who wore simpler clothing than her usual apparel. She didn't mind the mixed air that lingered in her nose as the beings that passed to and fro have no time to care for themselves.
It was a small town that neared the shore; it wasn't a surprise that the smell of the sea followed the townfolks as they go.
Aland glanced at her, expecting a disgusted expression. He pushed his thoughts from the back of his mind as the latter met his gaze. He couldn't process that the Lady was capable of manipulating the color of her eyes without trouble.
Even so, he was in no position to inquire of the Lady's ability to do so. He continued to guide Cailina within the crowd, occasionally turning his head to see if she was able to trail behind.
