Karas sighed, he knew this would definitely happen.
"Xia!" Karas hushed her, carrying her quickly down the street away from the gathering, terrified onlookers. "You cannot say such horrific things in public! Humans do not eat humans, nor do we drink raw goat blood in the middle of the street"
"Why not?" Sylaris pouted, her bottom lip sticking out dramatically. "Humans are so weak and boring! They scream at everything"
As Karas carried the energetic, chaotic little girl through the crowds, the surrounding townspeople and merchants couldn't help but stare and gossip incessantly. Whispers rippled through the market stalls like wildfire.
"Is that... is that Lord Karas of the Ruo Han clan?" a fruit vendor whispered to a nearby tea weaver.
"It certainly is! Look at the white streak in his hair—there's no mistaking a Ruo Han noble!" the weaver replied, eyes wide with gossip. "But... who is that little girl calling him 'Father'?"
