章 150: Chapter 150

The Spice Street was named that way not for a fluke, it was because of all the spices that occupied this whole place. The shops were organized on both left and right side, and the vendors only sold spices with varieties ranging from cinnamon, gingers, peppers and many more. Katarina was outside today with her son Amabel, Barkis and Frost were left home as they were taken care by a nanny. The festival celebrations didn't concern them, they were Prophisians after all and they didn't worship gods made of dolls. 

Just like how Aryan assumed it, the Spice Street was empty for the first time ever and the people who occupied it weren't natives to the Liberty Cities. She kept on going still on her horse looking around, it was then she caught a sight of a bakery. Three years ago when she roamed around these areas, the bakery didn't exist so it could only mean it was new and it was also open meaning the baker didn't attend the festival.