Chapter 157: A walk through the fief.
Stormwind village was a lovely quaint town by the sea which was more beautiful than Sigrid had imagined. The roads were paved with colorful cobbled stones, the streets were organized as if it was a city. Sigrid could picture herself living there.
Her mother Iryne was like the standard tourist, taking pictures of everything and everyone. Every little thing she saw made her squeal or jump up in glee. Sigrid would have been right there with her but Roland had a firm grasp on her hand.
In front of her were maids and behind her were her to brothers John and Elowin. Together, they made a human wall that was ready to catch her in case she slipped and fell.
The villagers paused their tasks to gaze at the regal visitors, their expressions ranging from awe to excitement. Duke Thorin led the way with quiet dignity, he was overdressed like a warrior and villain all wrapped into one with the heavy brown and off white thick wolf fur cloak on his shoulders. His face appeared sharp and fierce, eyes frosty scaring away people from approaching them. Duchess Mila was the opposite, looking like royalty in an all white cloak, she offered kind smiles and waves to those gathered.
As for Nathaniel and his wife Deanne, they were like lovers living in their own world. They acted as if this was a private tour meant just for them, ignoring the rest of the group. Soon, they split away from the rest and went about on their own.
The village was a tapestry of vibrant life and organic charm. Thatched cottages and stone houses dotted the green landscape, their chimneys puffing gentle spirals of smoke. The air was rich with the scents of the sea mixed with fresh bread from the bakery and chrysanthemums blooming along the short picket fences.
It was the kind of place where people left their doors unlocked at night because they trusted each other and everyone knew everyone.
A stream meandered lazily through the village, its crystalline waters reflecting the light blue sky. Sigrid took a few pictures there with Roland’s hands around her waist.
The tour was briefly interrupted when it started to drizzle lightly so they bought umbrellas from a shop and continued on with their walk through the village.
Sigrid was drawn to the marketplace, where stalls overflowed with colorful wares—handwoven baskets, glazed pottery, and rich woolen fabrics spun from the very sheep that grazed on the nearby hills. She stopped at one stall, admiring the craftsmanship of a wooden key chain carving shaped like a sheep.
The elderly vendor grinned and pressed it into her hands. "A gift, Your Highness," he said, bowing. Sigrid accepted it graciously, feeling the warmth of his generosity.
only generous one, as they visited each stall and talked to the vendors, more and more gifts were given to Sigrid.
spread this far." Elowin laughed with
mages in the hands of people. "If only there was a way for people to share
easy." Sigrid answered. "We can discuss
with a beautiful yellow hooded cloak. Sigrid changed into it
into the elderly woman’s hands. "If you have more, bring them to Stormwind. As long as the quality is good, I will buy them all. I prefer bright colors like
elderly woman
looked at his empty hands and sighed. "I can’t help feeling
seeing you, I am a new
feet carried her in the direction of women’s voice singing united like a choir. She found them gathered in an indoor courtyard, separating corn from cobs. Iryne took pictures
to welcome her and she took pictures with them as well. Jennie captured a lot of pictures in which Sigrid was also peeling corn from the cob. She was so excited that one would think Sigrid was learning how
the singing as if she had always known the
show! Sing and work, the day is bright, Golden corn
cheer, work and play! Corn so
Work together, it’s more fun! Soon we’ll feast and dance around, Corn for all, with
Sing with cheer, work and play! Corn so sweet, corn so fine, Harvest joy, the
like a worm, stuck in Sigrid’s ears, she continued to hum it as they walked further
giggles erupted as they organized themselves into teams for
asked if she might join. The children hesitated only for a moment before
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