The cathedral was about half an hour away on foot. Krista would've loved to use a carriage, but no public transport stopped near the Serene Viola, so walking was her best option.
The streets were busy, just like always. People in expensive clothing, and with aloof outlooks, walked past her.
When they bumped into her, she had to apologize for being in their way.
All of them knew, just by looking at her outfit, that she was basically a well-dressed slave of the Serene Viola. People on the outside treated her as such, too. They looked at her with disdain and disgust, which was fine.
Krista only hated the ones who stared at her with lust. There were more than a few individuals who only bumped into her to get a feel of her body.
She didn't say a word, and just walked off, like a professional. Complaining would've only gotten her a beating, anyway.
She moved fast along the streets and reached the Cathedral of Life's outskirts in under twenty minutes.
