On their way to Telja Castle, they rarely took breaks, but more frequently than planned. The first time was in a small village where nobody would ask questions, not even about the girl who clung to Marli in this unfamiliar place.
Judge Beldor could credit his wife for that. Despite her initially sharp words, she couldn't ignore the child by her side, who was only slightly younger than their own son. Therefore, she tried to comfort the girl when tears overwhelmed her.
It was also she who dressed the child in one of the prettiest dresses she could find in haste. The Amazon was outraged by this masquerade. After all, the child was not a doll.
Miri ignored the woman's protests and flourished in the presence of the child. After all, it frustrated her to have only boys, not a little girl like her best friend's. All of this was now borne by little Nala, who also felt uncomfortable in such dresses.
His wife was of the opinion that a girl of such descent should be seen as such.
She no longer minded having taken in the child, but she took offense at her protector. After all, one couldn't just hide the Amazon.
"This will end badly!" she doubts every time she sees the great companion playing with the little girl whom Ero had joined.
For him, it was nice to watch both children play. Ero, who wanted to show his new friend what a talented boy he might already be. Beldor had prevailed against his wife in giving the boy sword-fighting lessons.
Miri either nodded in agreement with his concerns or scolded the little girl because she managed to get the new dress dirty on the first day.
No one wanted to think about what a terrible spectacle would follow. Even his thoughts were distracted by the imminent task ahead of him.