The carriage stopped but the door was not opened. Hazel took the curtains off from the window and saw the dark world where no light was falling on the kids.
“This is the dark alley, many call it black market too.” Hazel could see many strange things selling there from afar.
“There is that auction house, right?” asked Hazel looking back at Celina who nodded with her eyes dim.
“I want you to ruin this place today. That way you would earn the trust of everyone.” Hazel raised a brow and a smile crept up her lips.
“Do you think that would happen? Then I have overestimated you.“ Then she turned to look at Luhan who was staring at her intensely from the start, “why did you bring me here? To test, if I fall into the temptation or not?”
He shrugged his shoulders but did not refuse the claim.
“I want you to be the queen because you are a witch. But at the same time I can not let you be the queen just because you are a witch.” he said bluntly and an amused look formed on her face.
“Witches are living in hiding for a long time.” His voice truend grave, “I want you to bring freedom to them, so that they could live freely with humans.”
“I mean we did not even drink blood like vampires. We are healers, magicians and innovators. We can make things that would change the world.” he said with a look of frustration when she did not reply.
She opened the door and walked out of the carriage.
“Princess, that place is not safe. We have not brought knights with us to avoid attention.” Anne followed Hazel out of the carriage as if she could not hear others.
“What do you want to do here?” she asked Hazel who was looking around as if she was trying to find something.
“I felt something. There is a first generation witch here!” she muttered, making Anne’s eyes narrowed.
They didn’t have any experience with that generation. Though the new generation is welcoming them with open arms to their surprise, the old gen have always taken Hazel as abhor.
“Look here, little girls. I have the potion to keep you young forever! This is especially made by witches and tested.” shouted an old man from the corner.
“Love potion, you would get any man you want through this.” said another from the other corner.
“It looks like they all have witches supporting them.” Hazel walked to a shop that promised to change the color of her hair and brought a bottle from the person in ten gold coins.
She opened it and poured all of it on her hair at once but the color of her hair did not change.
She waited for a few more seconds and then stared at the seller with a cold look as if asking “how long did she need to wait?” when the man laughed awkwardly.
The women have always brought and tried it at home to give him sufficient time to change the place where he would set his stall and his looks.
“That.. the medicine did not work on the hair of witches and vampires. By any chance are you a witch?” he asked, trying to shrug off the responsibility when Hazel raised a brow.
She picked up another bottle without paying and then poured all the contents on him this time. But the result is same. The color of hair did not change.
“Are you one too?” she asked with a humorless smile that the man frowned.
“Hey, you have to pay for this one too since you have used it.” he claimed but she ignored him and went to another shop.
It is the protection amulet. It is made by the blood of sirens that have become extinct now. The witches have preserved some and made strong protection spells out of it. I will sell it for only a hundred gold coins.” she said with a flattering voice as she picked one and brought closer to Hazel who stared hard at it.
“I have told you, princess. Most of them are frauds. If you close the black market, half of the crime in the empire would be cleaned at once.” Celina, who could not sit still further, followed Hazel and stood beside her.
She looked at the whole place with a look of disdain on his face but others only sneered looking at her.
They have seen many of these arrogant nobles that felt disgusted by them yet come here to buy things and find a person who would do dirty things for them.
“If i will arrest all of them and block this place, then the criminal will only find another place to work.
Only the nobles can end thi place by not coming here to buy slaves or find men to do their dirty deals.” she explained to the girl who only looked at the world as black and white and sighed.
“I will take the blue one, thank you.” She took out gold coins and paid to the woman who was scolding Celina. But her face bloomed when she saw the shining coins on the hands of Hazel.
She picked up the blue brooch from the table and passed it to Hazel while taking the coins and counting them in hurry to make sure that she did not suffer any loss.
“Why did you buy it?” asked Celina with a frown but Hazel did not pay any attention to the girl now.
Her eyes were staring at the small stone as if it would suck her alive.
Even Anne felt the difference on her face and around her. As if a breeze of cold wind had touched her bones and her whole body turned rigid.
“This energy!” she felt it yet she could not believe it. She was sure that the woman.. That woman had died in front of her eyes.
“Did you feel it too?” asked Hazel with complex emotions on her face.
“It seems that she had deceived her one more time, faking her death.”