บท 955: 955 Tourists Are Tourists

The Nobles quickly spread out through the city with the escorts from the city guard, or from among the craftsmen, in the case of Thorin's apprentices. They had been extremely confused when he was dragged away, but when the weapon smiths and armourers came to guide them through the city they went willingly, intrigued by the oddity of Forest Grove.

King Petros was a tourist in his element in the market. He had found himself a selection of floral shirts, then went for the snacks, and was currently eating a Kebab wrap as he perused the locally made charm jewellery.

The charms were all small things, by Witch standards. Luck, cleanliness, garden charms, water creation. The sort of things you would use around the house or while travelling, as many of the customers were merchants, and having a necklace they could hang from a tree branch as a shower was a quality of life improvement for everyone.