The nobles' gazes were full of hatred. They seemed like looking at a filth that was not worth looking at. Edna felt increasingly inferior and frightened. She wanted to cry, but she knew that if she cried, it would only make the people there loathe her even more.
Many people looked at her and all of them only watched.
"Was she one of the criminal gang members who escaped at that time?" someone asked.
"No, it said she's part of a group of spies from another kingdom."
"Oh my… a child that young…"
"Isn't this a case directly under the care of the Prince? One of the victims was a priest, wasn't it?'
"Right, that one…".
Edna shook her head. She begged them, asking for forgiveness. However, they all quickly threw their faces away and pretended not to see. They tightly shut their mouths.
A loud knock sounded. In front of her sat a man who looked at her sharply.
