Amelia remained composed at the sight of spears and all sorts of weapons all around the village. The interest in her went away as quickly as it came. The people in the village went back to their loud conversations that sounded on the brink of a fight happening.
"Who is the most reasonable person I can speak to?" Amelia asked Alastor. She needed someone she could calmly speak to get an idea of what was happening here since Killian and Alastor weren't being helpful.
Alastor pointed to a man sitting in a chair at the largest home in the middle of the village.
Amelia walked ahead leading the group to whoever this man was. He sat decorated with gold, eating some sort of meat while a skinny person fanned him with a giant leaf. She could already tell what kind of person this man would be.
