Neirin looked back for a moment as they gradually distanced themselves from Klaus.
She has her guard up, afraid that the magician might attack them. Since Neirin doesn't have any magic, she fears that they will be the losing team if a battle escalates.
Rowan assisted Ruth in walking while Neirin was carrying her child, who happened to be a ten-year-old boy who, like his mother, was malnourished. He was all bones, and he had been struggling to get up. His eyes had no life, and seeing the bruises on his body, this child was abused by either his mother or father.
"What should we do now, your grace?" Rowan whispered as they walked through the sidewalk. Neirin raised her brow, hearing his words full of respect. It seems like he was keeping himself in check.
