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.