Thorn exchanged glances with Elora, his expression one of shock and disbelief.
"Is she talking to me, or is there someone else outside?" He couldn't help but ask, feeling he wasn't the one being addressed so rudely.
Elora pulled back the curtains and stared out the window to see the person causing the nuisance.
Nalia immediately noticed her gaze and hurriedly explained what had happened, then stood by, awaiting her orders.
"My lady, she suddenly ran in front of the carriage; I almost ran her over… though I wished it had happened," Nalia muttered those last words, her tone filled with regret; she wished she hadn't pulled the reins and stopped.
Eliana caught sight of Elora and froze; her instincts screamed at her to leave immediately—this woman's aura was ten times more overwhelming than her mother's, the city lord.
But she ignored that feeling and calmly stated her price for Thorn.
