As they passed through the wall, Ines was overcome with nausea. Stepping through the wall, it was like she had been hung upside down with a rope, and then ferociously shaken and thrown around.
Bile rose in her throat and she shivered, resisting the urge to puke.
"Nauseous? Don't worry, it's normal," The Archduke consoled her.
Compared to her, he looked far better. In fact, his expression hadn't twitched or changed even once.
Swallowing back the discomfort, she quickened her pace and nodded at his words. Ines didn't wanna cause the older man more issues as it was she who had asked him if she could come along.
Ines had already caused him enough issues along the way, so she decided to stay put and remain silent this time around.
Her gaze flickered around, never staying long enough for the person whom she was observing to notice.
Vagrants, paupers, and corpses were littered all around the street.
