There was an innate sense of curiosity in everyone's gaze as they regarded Freida. As everyone's gaze was fixed squarely on her, she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. She might as well have melted under those stares, if that were possible.
The only time Freida stopped moving was when she was already standing in front of the Lakani, who seemed to be the highest authority on this island.
He was enthroned on a seat crafted out of bamboo. Freida noticed, from where she stood, that each of the bamboo pieces on Lakani's throne had been embellished with the same gemstones from the hallway.
If the Lakani was anything like a king, the only way she could tell the difference was that the Lakani was not wearing a crown. Instead, he was sporting a large moon necklace that stood out against his bare upper body.
