Both of us went outside and started walking towards the streets. As early as seven, the people here are on a constant rush to go to their respective stalls to proceed with business. Although I’m sure that some of these stores open earlier, I can also be certain that for some reason there are a few cases of robbery or crime within these walls. If you think about it, I haven’t heard any news about the burglar that snatched Cyril’s satchel. The imperial guards must be doing most of the hard work to keep this place intact. How do they control the security here 24/7? It must be a wide scale magic that is sufficient enough to get things in line except for unusual occasions.
“Hey!” Lucille called to me.
“What is it?”
“You are spacing out again. I’ve called you four times now!” I guess I am alw
