Suddenly Nobles

Impressive Meeting

In contrast to the atmosphere in the village, the city seemed crowded with hikuk-pikuk traders, buyers, fishermen who came from the left side, even a group of carriers of raw materials like them. The sandy path that was about ten steps wide the adult was always dense. At every bend, there must be a narrow alley that is also filled by stalls that are not part of the place on the shoulder of the road.

The scorching sun did not publish Eve's wide, enthusiastic smile sitting up there. You could say, she never set foot in the city because Margaret never brought her here, nor did Sese the annoying aunt. There are many things that are rarely seen in the village. Like a boiled calamari dipped in a red sauce, a teddy bear the size of himself, and also the nobles dressed neatly in their haughty manner. The difference between a city and a village is so much different!

"We're getting off here!"

Their entourage finally stopped at a large field that seemed to be devoted to the carriage of traders. Garlein intends to help Eve down, but before the man arrives, Eve has landed perfectly on the ground. Ah, forget it. Eve didn't need that simple help.

"Dad and mom will go to their subscription store, it will definitely be very boring if we participate. What if we just go somewhere else?"

"Yes, it's even better if you bring a little money for us," Eve said, then smiled broadly until her neat rows of teeth were seen, "I haven't had breakfast, Lein."

"Why just said? Let's go to the tavern!" garlein was worried. It pulls Eve's arm towards a famous shop located right in the middle of the market. The shop was never empty. There are always visitors who are willing to wait for their queue even though for hours.

Eve grinned. Garlein alone did not know that Sarah had actually given her breakfast before they even left.

As people say, the large store that serves typical Sasanian food is now visited by hungry people. Garlein looked around, he did not see any empty seats for them to occupy.

"What's up, Lein?"

Garlein turned his head towards the girl standing next to him. "There is no empty table. What if we just take the food home?"

"Nothing else?" Eve also scanned every table provided by the popular store. Within a few seconds, his blue eyeballs shone brightly. Garlein was wrong, there was still one empty table located in the middle of the room.

"That's the most beautiful table. No one, let's sit there!"

"Eh—what do you want to do?" Garlein hurriedly pulled the collar of Eve's shirt which was about to approach the large table. "We can't sit there, Eve. The table was reserved for the Duke of Lumiere's family who used to come here."

"Of course, only nobles can receive such special attention?" Eve showed signs of getting angry. Therefore, before he got angry Garlein hurriedly chimed in.

"They dare pay more for that table. Never mind, don't expect you to be sitting there."

But not Eve's name if she's submissive.

"Alright, you win, Lein. Now order whatever it is, I'll eat quietly" Eve said, pretending to resign.

Garlein smiled triumphantly then patted Eve's head slowly. "Good girl's. Wait a minute, I'll be right back."

Sitting there for a while is fine, right. Eve just sat down, not intending to ruin it.

Eve actually approached the big table. The tablecloth alone is made of patterned purple velvet cloth which is also equipped with a flower vase from ceramics from neighboring countries. The seats are no less stunning. Eve thought, maybe this chair is made of selected wood carved smooth and carefully so as to create a perfect surface shape.

And when Eve sat down, her body sank a few inches into the — chair that turned out to be the padded—. Forgetting that he was in the crowd, Eve closed her eyes. Ah, if she had one chair that was as soft as this at home, she would be able to sleep well every day.

"What he's doing. How dare he sit here."

Eve opened both her eyes. I don't know it's been a few minutes he slept, but surely now he's the center of attention of people.

In front of him stood three men whose faces were somewhat similar, except for one of them who widened their eyes while staring at Eve. The widened man, has the face of Eve in the male version.

"What are you looking at? Are your ears deaf to the point of not listening to what I just said?!"

Eve's attention returned to the black-haired man who dared to shout at her. Staring at her angrily, it was as if Eve had already taken away the most precious thing in her life.

Did Eve ever say that she was not afraid of anything? Oh, it doesn't seem like it yet. Then let's prove it.

"I'm not deaf. Now, I'll ask you. Are you blind?" reply Eve equally sharp. "You ask 'What he does' when you know I'm sitting. My feet ache, you know!"

The blonde-haired man seemed to want to say something spicy Eve said. But the man who had swerved earlier quickly banned him. "Beckett, stop. Don't fight here. People will judge you badly."

The man similar to Eve said it in a whisper but not Eve's name if not eavesdropping. He smiled wide—no, this time not because he was happy, but the smile showed more that he knew an ace for the three men in front of him.

"Oh, so you nobles, yes. It is appropriate not to have manners but still dare to look face to face in front of everyone. If I were you, I would be ashamed. After all, I'm a girl and you're a boy. Do you still dare to play judge here, in front of people as proof that you are strong, so?"

Beckett— that's how he was called looked furious while occasionally glaring viciously at Eve who was still sitting casually in her chair. Another man who had black hair immediately patted Beckett on the shoulder, as if to signal that on this day it is better that they succumb before the name of the three goes into the newspaper entitled; Third Son of Lumiere Dare to Oppress the Common People!

His two brothers first came out of the tavern area while Beckett still monetized Eve like a lion who refused to let go of its prey.

"This time I let it. But if I see your face one more time, I certainly won't hesitate to beat you up. No matter the man or woman, everything was the same in my eyes," Beckett's words sounded cruel.

Eve, who thought the words were like the wind, raised her shoulders indifferently. No matter how people began to look at her strangely, Eve obviously wanted to take a nap in this loveseat.

Who is Lumiere's family? How influential are they to the point that a store of this size would bother to provide a special table for their family only?