Emma took notice of the dark green forest, which looked alluring and smelt nice from afar and flanked the small town, and the stares. The stares especially.
It was more prominent now, than before. Was it because she was enroute to the governess house? She didn't think so.
When she had first mentioned it to Maya, her cute friend had refused at first, shaking her head negatively as if it had been a bad idea. Maya had only agreed because she threatened not to forgive her cousin, if she didn't show her the way and accompany her.
