“Friend? A little minx like you has a friend? Which family’s children can afford to have a brash brat like you as a friend? I would like to know!” the woman spat in disgust watching the girl trying to leave her grip. Indeed their children can’t afford to have friend like the stubborn girl there. They need to warn their childeren not to get close to her. Little Zelda could almost hear what the people were thinking.
“De Renell” a stoic answer came from behind her as the slightest of murmurs from the crowd was silenced by the figure small yet domineering figure walking towards the scene taking place.
“I’d like to see---” the woman turned around and her words were stuck in her throat as soon as she saw THE figure walking towards them. No one. Well except for one person in the whole country
