Daphne strolled arm-in-arm with her husband through Nedour's marketplace, marveling at the sights. The ocean breeze wafted through the air, carrying with it the salty tinge of the sea. Since Daphne and Atticus had already been greeted by Cordelia herself, it was nigh impossible for them to keep their identity a secret.
As such, the townspeople gave them a wide berth, although it did not stop them from gawking behind their hands. It wasn't every day that they saw a couple that was as beautiful as their beloved princess strolling on their humble streets. The vendors that normally hollered to attract customers were also struck silent, not daring to raise their voices.
