Elva, Liv, and Tilda continued to eavesdrop on the conversation between their brother and the nobles.
Sure, they already heard something that normal people weren't supposed to know, but it wasn't the first case.
From time to time, Fromund was visited by people offering jobs, and his sisters took this opportunity to quench their curiosity and worry for their brother.
Hearing Fromund's last words, Elva bit her lip, Liv and Tilda's gaze grew gloomier and their looks darker.
They remembered their life in the Lower Ring, the place where they were born and lived for the first few years of their lives.
It was only thanks to their brother that they could get out of that blighted place and end up here, in the quiet Third Ring, which was a paradise compared to where they lived before.
Well, the Lower Ring wasn't such a creepy place for everyone, though life there was much different from the Upper Ring and had many peculiarities and quirks.
