Devlin moved through the crowds, pausing to watch a group of girls as they sat chattering and making garlands. Though women were not allowed to choose their mate, bestowing one of these flowery necklaces on a potential suitor was a way of showing their partiality. He smiled when he thought of his sister Kyra taking part in such a pastime. Creator have mercy, she’d sooner stick pins in her eyes! A petite blonde girl stood with a finished garland and fixed her eyes on him. He moved away fast, almost tripping over two young boys as they raced and swerved around the legs of the adults, faces screwed up and fingers outstretched to mimic the animals they would later acquire, growling and giggling.
The laughter and general noise grew ever louder. Devlin wished someone had thought to add a little
