The moment Amelia exited the carriage all eyes fell upon her specifically. It didn't matter that Gina was also different from everyone else. The stares had not shifted from Amelia to Gina.
Amelia ignored the stares, keeping a smile as she followed behind Alastor. The last thing she wanted to do at this moment was to show anyone that she was scared or they would feed off of it.
Gina stuck close to Amelia, still trying to process the king's death and handle the deadly stares at Amelia. 'Even the children have stopped to watch her,' she thought.
Cyrus tied his horse near the carriage and speed walked to where Amelia was.
"They are selling vegetables. Are there fields nearby? I didn't get a good look at the land on my way up," Amelia said to Alastor. She was intrigued by the corn, potatoes, and produce that was on sale in boxes. They would profit greatly if some of these vegetables were traded to the Blackwell kingdom.
